"I couldn't stop staring at his mouth when he spoke. I bet he knew how to kiss. Perfect kisses too, ones that weren't wet and gross, but the kind that curled toes.I needed to stop looking at him in general."
"I'm not leaving, Kitten. You're going to do this."My mouth opened as did the door behind us. Stomach dropping, I turned to see Mom standing there in all her fuzzy-bunny pajama glory. Oh, for the love of God."
"How long have you been standing there?""Just long enough to see you give Daemon the middle finger.""He deserved it."
"I was feeling the height of bitchiness."
"I didn't want to spoil the mood. This was probably the longest Daemon and I had ever spoken without some statement earning him the finger."
"Ash is going to kick your ass, Daemon."Daemon's grin went up a notch. "Nah, she likes my ass too much for that."