You're All He Ever Wants.

Well, You'll Have To Wait Till Tomorrow. I'm Out Of Commission." (he Points To His Shirt) "look. Jammies.

Her Name Rang In Will's Mind Like The Chime Of A Bell; He Wondered If Any Other Name On Earth Had Such An Inescapable Resonance To It. She Couldn't Have Been Named Something Awful, Could She, Like Mildred. He Couldn't Imagine Lying Awake At Night, Staring Up At The Ceiling While Invisible Voices Whispered 'mildred' In His Ears. But Tessa--

In Fiction, The Actions Of A Villain, Even When Unspeakable, Can Be Cathartic To Read About. They Let Us Experience Darkness, But Add A Safe Remove.

Are You The One With The Blue Eyes?" "actually, My Eyes Are Usually Described As Golden...and Luminous.

I Hate To Break It To You, But If He's Interested In Your Highly Personal Areas, He Probably Isn't Interested In Your Sisters.