“Don’t start. I saw Marcie climb inside your Jeep.”“She needed a ride.”I adopted a hands-on-hips pose. “What kind of ride?”“Not that kind of ride,” he said slowly.”

“You sound worked up. Really worked up. No, that's not it. You sound agitated...flustered...aroused." I could feel her eyes widen. "He kissed you, didn't he?"No answer."He did! I knew it! I've seen the way he looks at you. I knew this was coming. I saw it from a mile away."I didn't want to think about it."What was it like?" Vee pressed. "A peach kiss? A plum kiss? Or an al-fal-fa kiss?""What?""Was it a peck, did mouths part, or was there tongue? Never mind. You don't have to answer that. Patch isn't the kind of guy to deal with preliminaries. There was tongue involved. Guaranteed.”

“We don't have to go back to my place, Angel. I can take you home, if that's what you want. Or, if you decide you want to sleep at my place, on opposite sides of my bedroom with a Do Not Cross line drawn down the middle, I'll do it. I won't like it, but I'll do it.”

“I gave up something I wanted for something I need. And I need you, Angel.”

“I believe in destiny Angel. I believe every choice I've made has brought me closer to you. I looked for you for a very long time. I may have fallen from heaven, but I fell for you.”

“He was abominable...and the most alluring, tortured soul I'd ever met.”

“You’re mine, Angel. Every last piece of you. I won’t let anything change that.”

“Vee never needed a reason to do something stupid. Sad thing was, most of the time I didn't either.”

“Stay with me tonight. Let me hold you even if that's all it is. Let me keep you safe.”

“Nothing makes me happy quite like a boatload of freshly fried fast food, smothered in good old MSG.”

“This isn't your fight, Patch," I said qu”