Or perhaps this hostility of yours is the pretense. Love does make liars out of your kind.
Cassandra ClareGreen-eyed monsters,โ said Magnus, and grinned. He deposited Chairman Meow on the ground, and the cat moved over to Alec, and rubbed against his leg. โThe Chairman likes you.โ โIs that good?โ โI never date anyone my cat doesnโt like,โ Magnus said easily, and stood up. โSo letโs say Friday night?โ A great wave of relief came over Alec. โReally? You want to go out with me?โ Magnus shook his head. โYou have to stop playing hard to get, Alexander. It makes things difficult.โ He grinned.
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