There's pressure, but that's true no matter who you are or what you do.

A smart woman would have shut up. Did I? Hell no. Intelligence is overrated anyway.

Kaylee do you know why you are here?" "Yeah. Because the doors are locked.

How long until you have to go...reap?" I whispered as my arms slid around his neck. Like we were dancing. Only we weren't moving, and there was no music. "Don't know. Don't care." "Won't you get in trouble if you miss something?" "See my previous answer.

Come on, Kaylee, before I choke on testosterone and melodrama.

I held her tighter, just because I could. Because she was fierce, and beautiful, and mind.

Wonderful, a death match on my first day behind bars. Some girls have all the luck