His fingertips slid down from my face, lightly stroking the line of my neck, down toward my shoulder. Everywhere he touched, a trail of goose bumps appeared. How did he keep doing this to me? Marcus—who made every girl in the world swoon—had zero effect on me. But one whisper of a touch from Adrian completely undid me.

But I couldn't help myself, couldn't help the way I felt as I recalled the bliss and rush of a vampire's bite.

My commentary's hilarious, not witty.

Because it gives him and excuse to be around her--without making it look like he gave in first. That way, he can still seem manly." "That's ridiculous." Especially the part about Christian being manly. "Guys do ridiculous things for love.

Oh God. Why, oh why, did I have to be the one to deliver this news? Why couldn’t I be locked away in my room or the library doing something enjoyable, like homework?

I pulled out box after box, setting them haphazardly around the room. My organization lacked something - like, say, organization.

Sage, aren't you guys supposed to have uniforms? This looks like what you usually wear.