Kelly Creagh quotes:

She'd never seen a boy with hands like that, with long,delicate fingers, beautiful but still masculine. His fingernails were long too, almost crystalline,tapered to points. They were the kind of hands you'd expect to see under lace cuffs, like Mozart orsomething."

She felt him pull her to him. His voice, acidic and sharp, buzzed in her ear"Soon...I'll be all that's left.

He could be so cynical. So dry and acidic. As blank as a page. Could he be tender, too?