I found the candles—atrocious air freshening ones that smelled like fake pine.

Everyone has light around them, except for you. You have shadows.

I can’t have it either. It affects the babies in utero.” “Nonsense,” he said, tossing his long auburn hair over one shoulder. Life would be easier if he wasn’t so damned good-looking. “Why, my mother drank wine every day, and I turned out just fine.” “I think you’re proving my point for me,” I said dryly

My life was split by two worlds, but he kept me whole.

Come on! Don't hold back," Christian said. "I'm not, " Lissa protested. "You are too! I've seen you knock on a door harder than you're hitting me. " "That's a ridiculous metaphor. " "And, " he added, "you aren't aiming for my face. " "I don't want to leave a mark!" "Well, at the rate we're going, there's no danger of that, " he muttered

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

Too bad. Family members hit you by accident. Psychopathic whores tend to come back for more.