Arorua

“I love you,” she said softly.

Jason's arms tightened around her. He grinned sleepily. “I know.”

Taylor drifted off contentedly. Until through the darkness, she heard a low, sneaky whisper.

“Mrs. Taylor Andrews . . .”

She didn't bother to open her eyes.

“Still not gonna happen.”
― Julie James, Just the Sexiest Man Alive

“I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

“You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.”
― Jodi Picoult, My Sister's Keeper

“Malachi scowled. "I don't remember the Clave inviting you into the Glass City, Magnus Bane."
"They didn't," Magnus said. "Your wards are down."
"Really?" the Consul's voice dripped sarcasm. "I hadn't noticed."
Magnus looked concerned. "That's terrible. Someone should have told you." He glanced at Luke. "Tell him the wards are down.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass