I might be in love with you." He smiles a little. "I'm waiting until I'm sure to tell you, though.

We can’t survive alone, but even if we could, we wouldn't want to.

I pout my lower lip for a second, but then I grin as the pieces come together in my mind. "THAT'S why you like me!" I exclaim. "Because you're not very nice either! It makes so much more sense now.

People, even genetically damaged people, make choices. That’s what matters.’

It's like he knows, he knows I have a thing for her.

It doesn't take skill to stand in a place were no bullets find you, or to fire into the dark and hit a man you didn't see.

He is not sweet or gentle or particularly kind. But he is smart and brave, and even though he saved me, he treated me like I was strong. That is all I need to know.