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

Also, I didn’t trust any guy who used more styling products than I did.

Emerald green eyes studied us from a face that could have been sculpted by one of the classical artists I so admired. Shocked, I dismissed the comparison as soon as it popped into my head. This was a vampire, after all. It was ridiculous to admire him the way I would some hot human guy.

It's okay," I said soothingly. "You're just getting your stride back. Once you're up to full power, I'll go crack a rib or something so we can test it." She groaned. "The horrible part is that I don't think you're joking.

I felt my heart breaking all over again. Why? Why had this happened to us? Why was the universe so cruel?

Then, his struggles stopped. His eyes stared at me, stunned, and his lips parted, almost into a smile, albeit a grisly and pained one. "That’s what I was supposed to say..." he gasped out. Those were his last words.

Okay," I said, clasping her hand. "I swear it. The next time I do something stupid that might get me killed, you can come along.