The worst memories stick with us, while the nice ones always seem to slip through our fingers.

The worst memories stick with us, while the nice ones always seem to slip through our fingers.

Did you think you could dump me, and I'd bounce back to her and miraculously be happy? I'm not a Ping-Pong ball. You can't just swat me back and forth and expect me to be content wherever I land. If Tod dumped you tomorrow, would you come back to me?

I live to serve. except the part about living...

The moment the door opened I knew an ass-kicking was inevitable. Whether I'd be giving it or receiving it was still a bit of a mystery.

Yeah. She wants him back and has decided I'm in her way. But I have news for that little sleep-terrorist--it's going to take more than a couple of bad dreams to scare me off, so I hope she has something bigger up her sleeve.

Marc didn’t want to win by default. He wanted to win for real. Forever.