Will you listen to me just this once?โ he nearly yelled. โI . . . I like you, Maddy. I mean, more than just as a friend. Are you so stubborn you canโt see that? Maybe last night meant nothing to you, but it meant something to me.โ His eyes were vulnerable, almost tortured. โDid you ever even consider that I might love you, you stubborn, impossible girl?
Scott SpeerThe Strength of a hero is not in her abilities. In her weapons. These things are important, but they are not the source of her strength. The source of her strength is in her belief in an idea โ the idea that those who are strong, and those who are able, protect those who are not, and those who cannot protect themselves. The idea that the good, and the right, will triumph. She is willing to put herself in harmโs way โ in mortal danger โ to prove her belief in this idea.โ โThat it is the duty of those who have within themselves the power, and the gift, to help others.
Scott SpeerI want to give you something.โ He slid the ring off his finger. โUp until this week, Iโve never wanted anything more in my life than to wear this ring. Not as a piece of jewelry, but because I thought I could find meaning in saving others, in being a hero. But the meaning Iโve finally found in my life is from meeting you.โ He set the ring on the palm of his hand and held it out. โI want you to have it.
Scott SpeerJamie glanced at her notes. "So let's be honest, Jacks, can we? What is the best part of being an Angel? Is it the lifestyle? Is it the parties? The fame? What's your favourite part?" "Just having this chance," he said after considering. "And what chance is that?" Jamie asked. Jacks's blue eyes twinkled. "The chance to be a hero.
Scott SpeerJacks stood beside her. Instead of saying anything, she felt his fingers trace up her palm and then lace into hers. He had taken her hand before, quickly and for functional reasonsโusually to drag her off to someplace she didnโt want to goโbut he had never held her hand. Not the way couples did in parks or lovers did in old movies. Maddy stood there and felt the heat of his grip. It made her think of that first night in the diner, when they had talked about pretend memories and she had felt so connected to him.
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