" God, you tick me off.”
“Well, at least I got you—”
“Don’t even finish that statement!” I snatched up my socks and tights. Rolling them on, I hobbled on one foot. “Ugh, I hate you sometimes.”
He sat up in one fluid motion. “Not too long ago, you were really, really loving me. "

― Jennifer L. Armentrout , Opal (Lux, #3)