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1 " It doesn’t matter what’s wrong with him. We’re not going to act like he doesn’t exist. Not anymore. "
― Carrie Butler , Strength (Mark of Nexus, #1)
2 " I mean, that was the code, wasn’t it? Single girls and taken guys weren’t allowed to be friends. The leash always got in the way. "
3 " One second she’s all timid, and then reeoowr! Hellcat. "
4 " All because I fell in love with a madman. "
5 " My hopes for pie died on the sidewalk. There went my grin. "
6 " Well, why not just snap my damn olive branch and beat me with it? I was only trying to help. "
7 " Maybe that was why another part of me--a very small part--had wanted to kiss Wallace then. Both sides of his mouth, between his brows, and every other place those stupid worry lines marred his expression. That part of me had wanted to hold him tight and give him the comfort I knew he couldn’t ask for.But that part terrified me the most. "
8 " Cole radiated that cool, bad boy sort of confidence—the kind that left most women flustered and ready. "
9 " Rena?” I looked up as a figure emerged from the white void of snowfall. The snow dusted his broad shoulders as he took long, measured strides toward me, his black coat flapping in the wind. As he neared, I made out his startled features. “Wallace?” His gaze burned with indiscernible emotion. “Are you hugging the lamp post? "
10 " Thank you.”“You don’t have to thank me. It’s the truth.” He visibly relaxed, the corner of his mouth twitching upward. “Though, you’re welcome to thank me in any way you see fit.”I rolled my eyes and leaned forward, kissing his cheek. “Thank you.”He looked thoughtful at that, tensing in concentration.“What?”“I’m trying to think of something else I can say, for you to thank me.”I smacked his arm. "
11 " Stop bein’ such a pussy.”“I’m not a p-pansy,” Aiden stuttered,tripping over the last word. Vulgar terminology didn'texist in his vocabulary. Whenever he tried to push the envelope, he choked in the cutest way possible.“I said pussy,” she emphasized.He went red from the neck up. “I heard you! "
12 " Wallace looked stunned—the epitome of male panic over a woman’s tears "
13 " How did his window crack the steering wheel?” Aiden asked at the same time.I sank down into the mattress, choosing to answer the easier of the two. “The cold air.”Aiden crumpled his brow. “How does cold air crack a steering wheel?”“Do I look like Bill Nye the Science Guy? How the hell would I know?” I huffed "
14 " He took me to his room.” Her jaw dropped. “You went back to his lair? What were you thinking? Did he hurt you?” “He killed me,” I replied in a sarcastic tone. “This is my disembodied spirit. "
15 " You might as well be dead, Wallace, because you’re terrified of living. "
