Gods were like possums. You could go your whole life without seeing one, but once you found one of them, you found the whole freaky family.
If he made one more comment about the length of my skirt, I was going to hurt him. And if Blake did, Daemon was going to maim him.
She. Spoke. To. Him. First. It was like winning the lottery, getting laid, and climbing the highest cliff all rolled into one. But he needed to play it cool, becase he was trending into lame-o land at a quick pace.
It’s like you have a special skill when it comes to finding condoms. Seriously. They must fall out of the sky whenever you’re around.
And I never felt this way with anyone else. Like I’m falling every time I’m around you, like I can’t catch my breath, and I feel alive – not just standing around and letting my life walk past me. There’s been nothing like that with anyone else.
It was like a scene straight out of Beauty and the Beast. I kept waiting for a teapot to start singing.
I think I might have blushed. Damn me. -Daemon.
In that moment, I wanted to punch myself in the face.
We were supposed to have tonight and tomorrow, and many weeks and months, but we didn’t have even another minute.
I rolled my eyes. “I’m sure I’ll hold out until Halloween.” “That’s already passed.” “Exactly,” I muttered.
Staring down at Katy, I fell for her all over again. Lost my heart when she smiled.
Everything was okay. Maybe not perfect, but life wasn’t meant to be perfect. It was messy and sometimes it was a disaster, but there was beauty in the messiness and there could be peace in the disaster.
Daemon Black could be as prickly as a hedgehog having a really bad day, but underneath all that spindly armor, he was sweet, protective, and incredibly selfless.
Now, I bought us a movie to watch, the one that has sparkly vampires in it.
Just because I’m human doesn’t mean I’m weak.
There is the heart, Aiden. There is love, which means there is always hope.
Hell, I’d keep her in Bubble Wrap if it weren’t so damn creepy and also inconvenient, considering I had a terrible habit of obsessively popping the damn things until not a single bubble was left.
Oh, for the love of baby humans everywhere, you’re an idiot.
We like each other. We do. It’s stupid that we keep denying it.
It took me about a half an hour to weasel Daemon away from my mom. Maybe I wouldn’t have to worry about her and Will. Maybe I needed to worry about her and Daemon. Cougar.