Jerome shrugged. “We’re back to the part where I don’t give a fuck.

“Okay. Now you have to move your arms and legs.”“I know how to make a snow angel…”

“Having your own, um, cave at eighteen is pretty cool.”

“Okay, but if you try to get me to pray with you, I walk.”

“I didn’t care that we were out in public. I didn’t care that he was Moroi. All …”