I bet you never thought the hardest part of finding your ‘saviorʹ would be getting her mom to let her stay out past curfew.

The bond was so strange at times. Jill was jealous on Adrian's behalf.

You never really realize how many people care about you until they all turn out to support you.

I felt the need to clarify we were there for the self defense class, in case he also taught about dog breeding or riding the high seas.

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

Is Adrian here?” “Who?” “Adrian. Tall. Brown hair. Green eyes.” She frowned. “Do you mean Jet?” “I … I’m not sure. Does he smoke like a chimney?” The girl nodded sagely. “Yup. You must mean Jet.

Plus, I was about to spend six weeks with Christian Ozera. He was sarcastic, difficult, and made jokes about everything. Actually, he was a lot like me. It was going to be a long six weeks.