Declan, get your ass out of bed!"A light flicked on and Declan stumbled into view through the open window. He looked to be only half awake and was missing his shirt.Alex, on the other hand, was not missing that shirt in the slightest.

They sailed through the intersection...and only barely missed getting creamed by the cross-traffic.Nate was smiling. "Did you see that?""Yes, Nathaniel." Kenzie had a white-knuckle grip on the door. "You have a bright future ahead of you as a wheelman for the mob. We're all so proud. Now focus on the road, please.

Just say, 'no', Alex, dear.""You make him sound like a drug.

What was it with exes? Why were they always twice as attractive after a break-up?

I trust you not to kill, main, or drown me without just provocation.

She looks tan...-ish.""There's a fine line between 'tan', and looking like you just rolled around in a giant bag of Doritos. And Miranda seems to prefer the nacho cheese variety.

Just keep her away from bookstores, if you can."Bookstores.Thanks, Grayson. That helps.Apparently whoever said, "no harm ever came from reading a book," hadn't met this girl.

He reached out, put his hands on her shoulders and pressed downwards. She fell into a seated position against a fallen tree."Sit," he said. "Stay.""That's cute," she said. "Tell me to 'heel' and see what happens.

You coming?"She hesitated, weighing her options. Risk running back down the flaming aisles to find another exit? Or trust the guy who'd been stalking her all afternoon?The fire spread to the nearby shelves. The heat was growing unbearable."You cut me deep," he said. "You'd actually choose a fiery death over the prospect of my company. I have to admit, that stings a bit.