She crawled,” Ben said. There were tears in his voice. That was wrong. Ben barely even tolerated me on the best of days. “She crawled to the bathroom to clean herself again. If it weren’t for the two subs in the pack, I’d be on the bottom. And she wouldn’t stand up in my presence for guilt.

People who know other people’s secrets can’t afford to do things that impair their ability to control their mouths.

Why is it that all cars are women?" he asked. "Because they're fussy and demanding," answered Zee. "Because if they were men, they'd sit around and complain instead of getting the job done," I told him.

No-pocket jeans are only slightly less irritating than thong underwear.

I was in the middle of a dream about garbage cans and frogs - don't ask, and I won't tell.

If there was such evil in the world, was it possible that there was good, too?

If she know how strongly he felt, she'd have run out the door. He wasn't used to the possessive, or the savage joy she brought to his heart. It ate at his control, so he turned his attention to the music. He understood music.