Quotes About Trust

I flipped him off. "Watch it or I won't marry you," he said. "Truck or no truck." I laughed and jogged over to Rafe. "Did he just say…?" Rafe began. "Yes. And don't ask.

In other words, don't rely on special powers." "Same way I'm not going to let you run in front of a moving van even if I have healing abilities.

You sure about the twin thing?" Corey said when Rafe had finished. "Yes, I don't have a long-lost twin brother." "I do," I said. "Or so I've heard." Rafe grinned at me. "Yes, but I'm not him." "Which is good." "Very good.

I was feeling skittish and unsettled and spooked by everything that was happening in my life. There was only one person who made me feel like my feet were firmly on the ground. And I'd let him walk away.

She picked up a stick and began idling poking around a patch of bare earth. Then she wrote "Don't be stupid." She erased it, doodled a bit, then wrote, "I'm fine." I hesitated, but she was right. It was a trap and my chances of foiling it were slim to none. If I got caught, could I trust Daniel not to come after me? No. Could I trust Corey and Sam to make it to safety alone? No.

I stopped. He looked at the distance between us and lifted his brows. "This seems close enough," I said. "For safety's sake." "Safe from the branch breaking? Or from me?

We should let the girls handle this." "Huh?" Corey said. "We just need to make a phone call, right? Hell, I'll give them my other twenty to cover it." "I just…I think we should hang back. We're in rough shape. That guy with the van was worried about me, not Maya." Corey sighed. "Fine. For once, you've earned the right to paranoia. Go get 'em, girls." He passed me the twenty. "Just in case.

Nicole crumpled—just let her legs give way and fell to the floor, hunched and sobbing. Hayley looked at me. Even Rafe did. Uncertain looks from both of them. I had to admit, Nicole was a good actor. If I hadn't seen her switch from sweet Nicole to raving lunatic Nicole in a heartbeat at the campsite, I might have believed her myself.

I thought I asked you to stay inside today." "I was careful." She grabbed the lowest branch and swung up. "I wanted to see Maya. I wanted to make sure she was coming over for dinner." "I haven't invited her yet." Annie grabbed our branch. "Whoa, no!" Rafe said as it dipped. "She can't come over if she falls and breaks both her legs.

Someone yelled something downstairs, and I said, "Come on," suddenly realizing I really didn't want to be found with Rafe in Daniel's bedroom, however innocent the explanation.

I wanted to see Maya. I wanted to make sure she was coming over for dinner." "I haven't invited her yet." Annie grabbed our branch. "Whoa, no!" Rafe said as it dipped. "She can't come over if she falls and breaks both her legs." "She won't do that, silly. She'll land on her feet. Just like me." "Rather not test that theory," he said and leaned over me to unwrap her fingers from the branch.

Okay, so you were going to tell me tonight. Well, it's tonight. Go on." He squirmed and I knew the timing didn't matter--he'd expected this to play out differently, probably on a cliff top after a climb, sitting together, his arm around me, as he casually said, "Hey, you know how those mountain lions have been hanging around you a lot lately? Well, there's a reason…" "Skin-walkers," I prompted. "Right." Silence.

Keep it." "But it's important to you." "Proving I mean it when I say I'll be back." My cheeks heated and I pressed it into his hand. "Please. I don't want to lose it." He took it. Before I could pull my hand back, he caught my wrist and tied the bracelet around it. "Problem solved." I tried to glance down at it, but his fingers slid under my chin, eyes closing as his mouth moved toward mine.

You've got some kind of hold over her, and I don't like it." Rafe leaned over and whispered. "It's a love spell I picked up from a witch over in Nanaimo. But don't tell Maya." "You think you're funny." "No, I think you have your own issue with me and I think I know what it is. But it has nothing to do with me personally, so I'm going to try not to take it personally.

Next the guys were heading out to find a house we could hole up in--someplace the Cabals wouldn't expect to find us. Sam's leg wasn't up to scouting, and Rafe thought I should stay with her, take a break, get a hot shower, and put on the fresh clothes I'd brought from home. That may have been his nice way of saying I really needed that shower.

I put my arms around his neck and hugged him, face buried in his neck, and he hugged me back, making no move to kiss me again, just holding me. Then he put his lips against my ear and whispered, "I'll find a way to get back to you, Maya. I promise.

Sure, you don't know me that well, but you said it yourself--I get a girl and I back off before I can collect the payoff. I don't need to dose girls." He stopped, "That sounded unbelievably arrogant, didn't it?" "Kinda.

Our pictures might not be recognizable, but come on. Why would we lie about it?" "Same reason my own kids lie," the server said. "To get attention." "Seriously?" Sam said. "We're going to hatch this elaborate scheme, and launch it in your crappy little--?" I stepped on Sam's foot.

Hey, I skinned my palm, Tori said. Ground it up pretty bad. You need to check Chloe's stitches, too, Derek said. She got cut with glass a few days ago. They fixed her up, but it should be looked at. Tori waved her injured palm. Anyone? Anyone? She rolled her eyes. Guess not. It looks sore, I said. We should get some iodine on it. She gave me a wan smile. I can always count on you, can't I? Guess I know who sent the cavalry back t rescue me.

What's wrong?" "Nothing." "Liar. Is it Rafe?" When I hesitated, his hands clenched, jaw clenching with them. "That son of a bitch," he muttered. "This is the part where you get to say 'I told you so.

We'll come back for you," Daniel said. "After you have backup, please. No offense, but you guys aren't up to fighting these people.

I led Daniel to the master bedroom and closed the door behind us. "What's up?" I whispered. "Hmm?" "You've barely said a word since Rafe showed up. You don't trust him." "What? No. Of course I trust him. The guy fell out of a helicopter so we wouldn't.

You've barely said a word since Rafe showed up. You don't trust him." "What? No. Of course I trust him. The guy fell out of a helicopter so we wouldn't." "But something's bugging you. Is it his story?" "No. It's a miracle he survived, but like you said, he's part cat. They always land on their feet.

Forget it. I shouldn't have--" I caught his hand. "Don't. You want to talk about this, right?" He hesitated. Then another humorless smile. "I'm not sure talk is the right word. More like confess.