Change his mind. Tell him you're sorry you grilled his shorts." That you're sorry you've got ice running through your veins .

Change his mind. Tell him you're sorry you grilled his shorts." That you're sorry you've got ice running through your veins .

Have you been smoking something? Seriously, I think you're a werewolf. This new snarky attitude is a dead giveaway." "And vampires aren't snarky?" Kylie rolled her eyes. "No, we're pissy. Snarky and pissy are two totally different things.

Derek looked at Kylie and half chuckled. "The last time I saw that look from girls, there was a handwritten note on my neighbor's tree house that read 'No boys allowed.' I'll see you. And if I get anything from my computer research, I'll let you know.

She cut her eyes to the woods and whispered, "We're not alone, remember?" "I don't care who hears it. I love you!" His voice rose louder this time. She frowned. "Nothing's changed." "Everything has changed," he said.

What was that, Kylie? Just a thank-you for saving your life.. or was it more?

Thanks, but that's not going to fix anything. It's like putting a Band-Aid on a bullet wound.