Barrons, Jericho: I haven't the faintest fecking clue. He keeps saving my life. I suppose that's something.

It's so easy to lie. What’s even worse is how we cling to those lies. We beg for the illusion so we don’t have to face the truth, don’t have to feel alone.

He was sexual in a way that made women think of deeply repressed fantasies therapists and feminists alike would cringe to hear tell of.

Lies are horny little buggers, they breed like rabbits and bound around just as insanely and then you have to try to keep track of them.

So how did he look at me?" "Like it was his birthday and you were the cake.

Strength wasn‘t about being able to do everything alone. Strength was knowing when to ask for help and not being too proud to do it.

When Drustan reached the bottom step, she flung herself into his arms. He swung her up into his embrace and kissed her hungrily. By the time he'd finished, she was gasping for air and laughing. "My turn?" Dageus teased.