Midnight

“Finally, after we were soaked through, he lifted his head and stared down at me, his hands cupping my face. "I thought you'd tell me to f*** off, and you'd leave. I thought every word I spoke was the last time I'd see you."

"Please. I can deal. Do you have any idea how screwed up I am?"

His crooked smile transformed his face. "Yeah. I've got some idea."

My belly went warm again. Sebastian kissed me, his lips wet from the rain.”
― Kelly Keaton, Darkness Becomes Her

“I find it very hard to believe she would simply send you both back unharmed," Josephine said.
"And I couldn't care less," I said tiredly, "about setting your mind at ease, Josephine."
"Why, you belligerent little-”
― Kelly Keaton, A Beautiful Evil

“How's your scratch, Henri?" I asked.
He snorted and leaned against the dresser. "You mean the shotgun blast in my side? It's wonderful. I have about eighty pellet-size scars to show for it."
"Dude," Dub said, plopping down in one of the chairs, "Who gets shot with their own gun? Embarrassing, if you ask me."
Henri gave Dub's chair a hard shove with his foot. Dub laughed, and Henri rolled his eyes.”
― Kelly Keaton, A Beautiful Evil

“Athena came into focus. She stood at my feet, looking down at me with a pleased expression. "He's mine now," she practically purred.
I started laughing. "Grow up, Athena. Or get a therapist. Maybe there's a psychotic bitches support group you could join.”
― Kelly Keaton, A Beautiful Evil