Oh, Rusty, why did you let her in?" Angela said. "We could have just lain down on the floor until she went away. We could've had a nice floor nap." "Have you guys eaten?" Kami asked. "I'm starving." "Cooking is so much trouble," Rusty said mournfully. "You could order in," Kami suggested. "Delivery people are so annoying," Angela responded.
Sarah Rees BrennanI have changed my mind. You can help cook by standing in a corner and not touching anything. Do it carefully. -Nick to Jamie
Sarah Rees BrennanListen to me. I donโt know whatโs going on. I donโt know what any of this means. But I know this much. It doesnโt matter. Youโre not one of them. You never were. Youโre not theirs. Youโre mine.
Sarah Rees BrennanA leather jacket,โ Kami said as he shrugged into it. โArenโt you trying a little too hard to play into certain bad boy clichรฉs?โ โNahโ, said Jared. โYouโre thinking of black leather. Black leatherโs for bad boys. Itโs all in the color. You wouldnโt think I was a bad boy if I was wearing a pink leather jacket.โ โThatโs true,โ Kami said. โWhat I would think of you, I do not know. So what does brown leather mean, then?โ โIโm going for manly,โ Jared said. โMaybe a little rugged.โ โItโs bits of dead cow; donโt ask it to perform miracles.
Sarah Rees BrennanTurns out he does run," Nick drawled. "Given an incentive. And he wouldn't be so out of breath if he hadn't kept shrieking." "That was not a shriek," Jamie said with dignity. "It was a husky masculine cry of terror.
Sarah Rees BrennanI don't think you're weak," Jared said. "I want to guard you because you are important to me. Because you are - God, this is going to sound so stupid, I can never think of a way to say it - you are precious. I can never think of how to describe the value you have to me, because all the words for value suggest that you belong to me, and you don't.
Sarah Rees BrennanWhen a guy says,'I'll call you,' and he doesn't say when-that means he won't call you." Kit pulled his phone out of his pocket and pressed a couple buttons. My phone vibrated in my pocket. I fished it out, smiling. "Madness," Kit whispered softly into his phone. "I meant I'd call you. This is me calling you.
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