Alyna Jae

“She was starting to get a little breathless from trailing Casper, though the guys weren’t having any trouble. “How far have we gone? Like three miles?”
Gabriel gave her a look. “Like one.”
So she needed more cardio.”
― Brigid Kemmerer, Storm

“Mom!" Becca stared at her. "You think—you think I'm dating Michael?"
Her mom stared back at her, obviously thrown. "You're not?"
This would be hilarious if her mom didn't look so serious.
"Oh my god," cried Becca. "Are you kidding? Michael is the last person I would ever—oh my god. I wouldn't go out with him if someone paid me. Ugh, that's just—"
"You know I can hear you, right?" called Michael.”
― Brigid Kemmerer, Storm

“Becky," he said. "Get in the car."
"Becca," she corrected automatically. Her voice was breathy, her hands still clenched in fists.
"For god's sake-" His eyes slid left. "Just get in the car.”
― Brigid Kemmerer, Storm

“So, Chris," he said. "You couldn't make a smaller cut?"
Nick's eyes were closed, but he smiled."Chris asked me to bite him first."
Gabriel gave him a disguested look."You are one sick bastard."
"I was desperate." Chris smiled, too, but then he dropped it. "Desperate people do crazy things.”
― Brigid Kemmerer, Storm