If she just wanted to come home at night to eye candy with good hair, I could probably be that reasonably well.

You know, you still owe me pancakes. I think I could go for…apple cinnamon ones now. “ “Apple cinnamon? You sure are demanding.” “It’s all right. I think you’re man enough for it.” “Thetis, if I actually believed you had either apples or cinnamon in your kitchen, I’d make them for you right now.” I didn’t answer. I was pretty sure I had some year-old Apple Jacks, but that was about it.

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

I didn’t care about anything except her and the way touching her drove me wild, even as her calm and steady presence soothed the storms that raged within me.

In an undertone, I murmured, "This isn't over. I won't give up on you." "I've given up on you," he said back, voice also soft. "Love fades. Mine has.

Who is he?" "An idiot, said Adrian. "Makes me look like an upstanding member of society.

It'd be nice to have someone who understood some of the things that went on in my head.