Janey accuses me of chasing jailbait. She bursts into angry tears, asking if it's because she's getting older. It's true. She's aging more noticeably every day—while I am standing still. I prefer the stillness here. I am tired of Earth. These people. I am tired of being caught in the tangle of their lives.
Relax, Jailbait," said Avery. "A drunken kiss is nothing compared to a drunken fall. God knows I've kissed plenty of guys drunk. " "And yet, I remain unkissed tonight," mused Adrian.
Shane was silent a moment, then let out a long breath. "I bet I could convince you if I could get through these bars. . . . " "You'd get arrested all over again. " "Well, you're just that tempting. Jailbait. " He kissed her fingers, which made her shiver all over; his lips lingered warm on her skin, reminding her of what it felt like to be alone with him, in that timeless.
Jailbait," he declared, leaping up. "You're a saint. A goddess, even.