It's not my fault so much as my genius.

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

But I’m just going to be out there having a tea party with her cats or whatever it is she has in mind." Adrian

I saw something in his pretty green eyes that I had never seen before: Anger. They were like emerald fire

Since...since when?" I finally managed to ask. "Since...forever." His tone implied the answer was obvious.

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

My commentary's hilarious, not witty.