Fuck you!” “Right here?” He crossed his arms. “That definitely wouldn’t help your getting over me.

You’re fucking kidding me, right?” “I don’t kid about fucking.

That was some branch. Did it have a vendetta against your t-shirt?”“Guess so.”“I hope you showed it who is boss.”“Yeah, I peed on it.

It’s a little early in our relationship for us to be ‘surmounting,’ but, hey, I’m game if you are. I’ll even let you be on top.” He looked directly at me, a coy smile playing on his lips.

Holy crap, you are like a dog with a bone,” I commented to Ryan.“Or just one with a boner.

Awesome . . .” Jared spoke up from the other side of the room. “Ember, the Otherworld's wonder mutt.