Jailbait," he declared, leaping up. "You're a saint. A goddess, even.

Tawny," I barked. My voice held the authority of a drill sergeant. She jumped. "I am NOT making out with you until the end of time. You want to do this, then you've got to work for it. Now, TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES." "Oh," said Hugh. "I've waited ten years to hear you say that to another woman.

It’s easy to want peace and love in hypothetical situations—then reality sets in, and sometimes we have to do what’s ugly.

I’d mentioned this odd wardrobe choice to Adrian a couple of weeks ago: “Isn’t Dimitri hot?” Adrian’s response hadn’t been entirely unexpected: “Well, yeah, according to most women, at least.

..Sage is convinced one extraneous calorie will make her go from super skinny to just regular skinny. Tragedy.

Your wit is always such a delight, Mr. Zeklos. I can barely contain myself around it.

My commentary's hilarious, not witty.