Shit. I hated her already, and we hadn’t even met.

“I'm attracted to a lot of hot guys. If Chris Hemsworth were here, I'd light him…”

“All right, you deadly little ghostlings,” I muttered. “Mama says go back to bed…”

“Have your boyfriend add therapy bills to my expense tab.”

“The lustful glances thrown his way made me wish he wasn’t such a damned bowl of…”