Go out with me tomorow night,' Perry went on. 'Let me prove to you that I'm the guy you want.'I...I guess I coul go out tomorrow night,' Miranda sounded shocked and a little swept off her feet.Then, from the corner of her eyes. Kylie saw something move at the office window. When she looked back, she spotted Burnett and Holiday standing there high-fiving each other. No doubt Burnett was listening to the coversation and sharing the details with Holiday.Perry nodded, stepped closer, and then pressed a quick kiss on Miranda's cheek. It had to be the most romantic thing Kylie had ever seen. ...'What?' Miranda asked. 'You're happy my date [with Todd] wasn't exciting?' 'No,' Kylie said. 'Let's just say we're more excited about tomorrow night's date.'A bright smile lit up Miranda's face. 'Me too. Can you believ Perry did that? I mean, he was so...'Romantic,' Kylie said.'Hot,' Della added.'Sweet,' Miranda whispered. 'I couldn't stop thinkibng about him all night.'And that was the best news Kylie had gotten all day.

— C.C. Hunter

Fall off your own roof.

— Veronica Rossi

Okay... My name is Ellie Mason and I have a feeling you don't like me.' Kylie stopped and swerved around... 'Okay, let's get something out in the open. I know you had sex with Derek.' 'Damn!' Perry said, and grinned. 'This is gonna be better than I thought.

— C.C. Hunter

Then he told Perry that love was like the waves in the sea, gentle and good sometimes, rough and terrible at others, but that it was endless and stronger than the sky and the earth and everything in between.

— Veronica Rossi

If there was no fear, how could there be comfort? Or courage?

— Veronica Rossi

Her hand holding his for a dozen paces. His, resting on the small of her back for a moment. Touches that had no real purpose but to say I’m here and We are together still.

— Veronica Rossi

What I was trying to say,” he whispered, “is that I see you in everything. There isn’t a word for you that means enough, because you’re everything to me.

— Veronica Rossi

Do you need me?” she said. She could scout as well as Roar and Brooke, who had already disappeared into the darkness. Perry looked up. His hair was tied back with a leather strip, but a piece fell forward, a blond wave coming to rest at his eyebrow. “You want the truth?” Aria braced herself for a comment about her arm. “Always.” “That’s my answer.

— Veronica Rossi