And I learned that sometimes when someone says something so devastatingly perfect, there isn't a need for a response. The words said it all.

I thinks Its cute that you call my house Home. By the way, it Is my house. My name is on the deed. - Daemon Black

Seriously, though, the bouncer won't be a problem. I think he liked me." - Daemon"W-w-What?" - Katy"I think he liked me, like, really liked me." - Daemon"Your ego knows no limit, you know that?." - Katy"You'll see. I know these kinds of things." - Daemon

Daemon had spoken to Blake earlier in the day; the entire conversation had gone down between the two without fists being thrown and I missed it.

While you're deep in something, you never say or do what you need to. It's always after the fact, when it's too late, that you realize what you should've said or done.

I love you, Katy. Always have. Always will," he said, voice thick and hoarse with panic. "I will come back for you. I will-" The emergency doors sealed shut with a soft thud. "I love you," I said, but Daemon...Daemon was gone.

Daemon snatched the yellow packages from my hands. “Oh! Books! You have books!”I laughed as several people waiting in line looked over their shoulders. “Hand them over.”He clutched them to his chest, making moony eyes. “My life is now complete.”“My life would be complete if I could actually post a review on something other than the school library computers.”I did that about twice a week since my latest laptop went to the big computer heaven in the sky.

And no one will kill Bill.”I laughed softly as I unbuckled the seat belt. “Blake. His name is Blake.”Daemon pulled the keys out and leaned back, his eyes glimmering with amusement. “He’s whatever I decide to call him.

Hey!” Dawson yelled from the front door. “I think Dee caught the microwave on fire. Again. And I tried popping some popcorn with my hands and it kind of went wrong. Like really, really wrong.”Daemon pressed his forehead against mine and growled. “Dammit.