Wait, Saturday night?" The ladder-backed chair creaked and I looked up as he leaned forward to eye me in growing suspicion. "I thought you stayed home." I shrugged and raised one eyebrow at him. "I thought I was human.

This seems headed into girl-fight territory," Tod said. "Should I make popcorn?

Hey." Her grin grew as she glanced from me to Nash, then back. "You're blocking the fridge." "There's a cooler in the other room." Nash nodded toward the main part of the house. Emma shrugged. "Yeah, but no one's making out in front of it.

Bold. Risky. Dramatic. I approve.

I'm searching for a shred of humanity in that shriveled tangle of arteries you call a heart.

Congratulations. Your official super-nerd badge is in the mail.

But my hands are in the right place." "Heart," I corrected. "Your heart's in the right place." "Yeah, but my hands are in an even better place." And so they were.