You can't," I murmured, swallowing the tears back with great effort. "You can't keep saving me, can't keep trying to. It's too late." "No," he said. His heart was in his eyes, and it was ripping mine apart. "Not for you. Never.

He's an angel. Isn't he supposed to love everyone, even the damned? Especially when said damned are his drinking buddies.

ARE YOU CRAZY?" I ASKED. He gave me the same wordless look he always did when I asked that question.

Wait until next time," he warned. "I'll do things that'll make you lose control within seconds.

The ghost of a smile flickered across his lips. ‘You’re always the voice of reason. Just try listening to yourself once in a while.

Please don’t get sentimental,” said Jerome. “It’s nauseating.

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