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"Quit calling me Grey. It makes me sound like I'm a boy. Like Dorian Gray.'Dorian who?I sighed. 'Just think up something else. Plain old Nora works too, you know.'Sure thing, Gumdrop.I grimaced. 'I take that back. Let's stick with Grey."
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"I believe in destiny Angel. I believe every choice I've made has brought me closer to you. I looked for you for a very long time. I may have fallen from heaven, but I fell for you."

"You don't happen to have a thousand dollars I can borrow?' 'I don't have five you can borrow. My piggy bank is officialy anorexic."

"Tacos.''Tacos?' I echoed.This seemed to amuse him. 'Tomatoes, lettuce, cheese.''I know what a taco is!"

"Go ahead. You're not going to walk in on anyone. I'm home alone.''The whole night?'Immediately, I realized it might not have been the smartest thing to say. 'Dorothea will be coming soon.' That was a lie. Dorothea was long gone. It was close to midnight.'Dorothea?''Our housekeeper. She's old- but strong. Very strong.' I tried to squeeze past him. Unsuccessfully.'Sounds frightening,' he said, retrieving the key from the lock. He held it out for me. 'She can clean a toilet inside and out in under a minute. More like terrifying."

"Try it on.''It's probably a little snug. Marcie tends to buy down when it comes to sizing.' He merely smiled.'It has a slit up the thigh.' His smile depened.'Zip it up?'Patch's eyes made a slow assessment of me, sharpening to vivid black. 'I'm going to have a hard time sending you off with Scott in that dress. Just a heads-up, if you come home and the dress looks even slightly tampered with, I will track Scott down, and when I find him, it won't be pretty."

"Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him."

"You're mine, Angel, and don't you forget it. Your fights are my fights. What if something bad had happened today? It was bad enough when I thought your ghost was haunting me; I don't think I can handle the real thing."

"If I asked you to do something for me, I don't suppose you'd listen?' When he had my attention, he continued, 'I'm going to take you home. Try to forget tonight happened. Try to act normal, especially around Hank. Don't mention my name.'By way of an answer, I shot him a black look and swung out of the Tahoe. He followed suit, coming around to my side. 'What kind of answer is that?' He asked, but his voice wasn't nearly so gruff."

"You're staying here, Angel.''You're taking this one alone?''First, Hank can't see us together. Second, I don't like the idea of dragging you into something that could get messy fast. If you need one more reason, I love you."
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