You," she managed to say hoarsely," are a very bad kitty cat.

You’ll have to be my conscience.” He knew his flaws, and he knew the parts of him that were irrevocably broken. “Mine isn’t going to grow back.

I’ve had reports of this one being in the city, but no close-up pictures till now. He’s some kind of pretty. I could just take a bite out of that firm—

There was a perfection to the moment that made Sienna think: Yes, this is it. This is who we're meant to be together.

Oh my God! I'm crushing an angel. Let me up!

I need you," he said to her, this woman who'd fought for her own right to live her life free of limits, "to build me some remote detonation devices." Amazing brown eyes shot with blue peering into his as she pressed her nose to his. "You always say the most romantic things.

I swear to God, if I get shot again, Indigo will strangle me.