Mine. He was mine, and not even death would take him from meโnot if I could help it.
Patricia BriggsWhen we got to the moron who was sitting in the only path to the stairway, Adam caught my waist and lifted me over before stepping over the man himself. โScott?โ Adam said as we headed upstairs. โYeah?โ โUnless someone shoots you, skins you, and throws the results on the floor, I donโt want to see you lying in the walkway again.โ โYessir!
Patricia Briggs