My money's on the big Indian,' someone was saying. I peeked up to see that Tyler, Mike, Austin and Ben had there heads bent together, deep in conversation. 'Yeah,' Mike whispered. 'Did you see the size of that Jacob kid? I think he could take Cullen down.' Mike seemed pleased by the idea.

I can't always be Lois Lane," I insisted. "I want to be Superman, too.

Inspiration in desperation.

Well… don’t be offended, but you smell like a dog.

As long as she wants me, I’m here.

Jealous, O’Shea?" "Actually… I am.

I know you're frustrated that he's keeping you locked up like this, but don't give him too bad a time when he gets back. He loves you more than you know. It terrifies him to be away from you.