It's twilight. It’s the safest time of day for us. The easiest time. But also the saddest, in a way...the end of another day, the return of the night. Darkness is so predictable, don’t you think?

Fine,' Jared snapped. 'But if you try cuddling up to me tonight... so help me, O'Shea." Ian chuckled. ' Not to sound overly arrogant, but to be perfectly honest, Jared, were I so inclined, I think I could do better.

How dare you imprint on my baby? Have you lost you mind?

If this is how you’re going to react, I’ll freak out more often.

I can always make things longer than I intend for them to be, but cutting things down is just brutal. It's like cutting off your fingers every time you lose a word.

Fire and ice, somehow existing together without destroying each other. More proof that I belonged with him.

the best 4 letter word in the world is Hope