Caleb said something incoherent, cheeks flushing a ruddy color. I turned away from secondhand embarrassment and I couldn’t even look to see Olivia’s response.
I could not look toward the future if I lived in the past.
One thing for sure; whoever I was supposed to keep safe really got the shittier end of the deal, considering the last person I’d been tasked with protecting had ended up with a titanium bullet in his forehead.
That doesn’t mean you don’t need back-up,” Seth retorted. I wished he’d just go puke somewhere. I.
His forehead dropped to mine, and the breath we took was shared. “Whatever happens, this will be worth it,” he said, and it sounded like a promise. “This is right, no matter what.
I’m... greedy enough for anything.” His thumb moved along my chin and then the line of my jaw. “Or maybe it’s that I’m desperate for anything that you will allow.
I can see you. Each breath you take. The way your lips are parted. How wide your eyes are and how flushed your skin is. That light inside you. The spark. I can see it and it’s beautiful. You’re beautiful.
If two girls on trikes appeared, she was out like a belly button.
I’m a freaking Trueborn,” I said, so tired of lying and what was the point? Her husband knew, and there was another Trueborn out there. Hell, there could be a league of them for all I knew, with their own softball teams.
Deadly and sweet – that was what Daemon was; two very different kinds of souls rested in him, fused together.
I would throw this book at you but I respect the book too much to do that.
You haul my woman.
Is everything okay with you and Jackass over there?” “I can hear you,” Seth replied, dumping the eggs in a heated skillet.
I want you to feel good. I want you happy. I want you to feel safe and cherished. I want you to feel comforted and comfortable. I want you to feel loved.
Cradling my cheeks in his hands, he shuddered against me. “All that I am. All that I have. It’s yours. I’m yours.
You hold a part of my soul, Brighton. You are my everything. Nothing will change that. Ever.
I mean, he’s the kind of guy that when he wants something, he lets it be known. He’s not shy about that at all.
This is not that America I was promised, but it is the afterlife I’m here for.
No. No way. I’m not flying. I’m not getting in a tin can that could fall out of the sky at any moment. Screw that. Have you ever thought about how they get planes in the sky and how they stay in the sky? No? I have. It’s a lot of science I don’t understand.
I’m about to shove these idle hands so far up your ass, you’ll think you’ve become a puppet.” “You know what?” Ren leaned forward, lowering his voice.