Bouncing in hoppy little circles like a demented Goth bunny.

“God, I needed you," he murmured. "I can't even tell you how many times I though…”

“Hell’s put in a skating rink,” Shane said. “This is actually edible, Eve.”

“I knew you'd come,Claire.I knew you would.Dear God,you took your time.”

“She doesn’t usually back down that easily.”“Maybe she’s got class.”Eve snorted.…”