The Action We Take In The Name

You're Gorgeous," She Said. Her Hands Slid Around To Flatten Themselves Against His Chest. "you Know That Right?" "and I Just Don't Care," She Says "isabelle, I Don't Think-wait, What?

Don’t Take This The Wrong Way, But You Smell Like Magnus.

If I Held A Revolver To Your Head, James, And Pulled The Trigger, Would It Really Matter If I Did Not Know That There Were Not Bullets In The Chambers?

No, You Don’t Need To Help Me. But If You Don’t, There’s Nothing Stopping Me From Calling You Up Again And Again, Now That I Know You Can’t Kill Me. Think Of It As Me Leaning Against Your Heavenly Doorbell… Forever.

Tell Me, Is He Always Really Rude, Or Does He Save That For Mundanes?