" I look through the sliding glass doors and catch a glimpse of Lenny’s long brown hair ... A feeling inside me more powerful than any drug I’ve ever sampled takes hold.
Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine to protect. Mine to…
I don’t even have to finish the thought. I have my answer.
“Yeah, she’s mine.”
King looks into the house, a grin spread across his face. “The question is, does she know that?”
… “No,” I stand and toss my beer in the trash. “but she’s going to find out. "

― T.M. Frazier , N9ne: The Tale of Kevin Clearwater (King, #9)