Did you know that it's a lot harder to put organs back in the body than it is to get them out?

No," he said, voice thick and husky. His fingers dug into the chair's arms. "You'd better not get too close." I stopped, laughing softly. "You don't strike me as the assaulting type, Mortensen." "Yeah, well, there's a first time for everything.

Okay," I said, clasping her hand. "I swear it. The next time I do something stupid that might get me killed, you can come along.

I don't know. This college would probably have the same problem the last one did." I frowned. "What's that?" "Homework." "Adrian," growled his father. "It's okay," said Adrian breezily. He rested his arm casually on the table. "I don't really need a job or extra money. After Rose and I get married, the kids and I'll just live off of her guardian paycheck.

My life didnʹt need to be on the line for me to enjoy dessert.

Can't you ever get off for good behavior?" "Sure, if I was ever good.

Adrian suddenly made an abrupt turn onto a side street we'd nearly driven past. I jerked upright as he clipped the curb. "What are you doing? Think about your tires!