I was feeling the height of bitchiness. - Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian
"I was feeling the height of bitchiness."
"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."
"Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys."
"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."
"You know what they say about boys next door..."
"How long have you been standing there?""Just long enough to see you give Daemon the middle finger.""He deserved it."