...humankind's Limited Scope Of Mercy Was Reserved

I Tensed, Waiting For The Fury - Both His And Mine - But It Was Only Quiet And Calm In The Darkness Of His Room. I Could Almost Taste The Sweetness Of Reunion In The Air, A Separate Fragrance From The Perfume Of His Breath; The Emptiness When We Were Apart Left Its Own Bitter Aftertaste, Something I Didn't Consciously Notice Until It Was Removed. There Was No Friction In The Space Between Us. The Stillness Was Peaceful - Not Like The Calm Before The Tempest, But Like A Clear Night Untouched By Even The Dream Of A Storm.

You Can Have Me The Way I Am — Bad Behavior Included — Or Not At All.

So It’s Still Standing?” He Managed To Get Out Between His Snickers. “i Would’ve Thought You Two Had Knocked It To Rubble By Now. What Were You Doing Last Night? Discussing The National Debt?” Emmett Howled With Laughter.

I Tried To Be Diplomatic, But Mostly I Just Lied A Lot.

No Two Writers Go About Things In Exactly The Same Way (intro)