You have the patience of a saint," I grumbled, slouching into a chair. "And besides, you don't hang out with him 24/7." "Neither will you. It's only 24/6." "Same difference. It might as well be 24/10." She frowned. "That doesn't make any sense.

I just told you to be quiet. That's one step away from asking you to wash my laundry and make me a sandwich.

This college would probably have the same problem as the last one did." I frowned, "What's that?" "Homework.

She stared at me with concern a few moments longer and then relaxed a little. "Okay. But if you need anything—" "I know, I know. Call on the Love Phone.

You guys didn't really think you could go off on a party weekend without me, did you? Especially here of all places—" He froze and it was one of those rare moments when Adrian Ivashkov was caught totally and completely off guard. "Did you know," he said slowly, "that Victor Dashkov is sitting on your bed?" "Yeah," I said. "It was kind of a shock to us too.

All we can go on is what we think, how we see the world. If you can't trust your own mind what can you trust?

Love and Loyalty, run deeper than blood." Love that quote even though I haven't read the book.