I've traveled all over the world for the Institute, but I never dreamed I'd meet someone like you." "Strong?" A chuckle escaped her. "Yes." "Handsome?" "Of course." "Sharp of wit and skilled with a sword?" "Absolutely." An other chuckle. "But I mean a manโฆ friendโฆ guy. Oh, I don't know what to call you!" He savored her amusementโand her earnest words. "Just call me yours. That is all I want to be." (Ashlyn and Maddox)
Gena ShowalterDemon?โ Gwen gasped out. Her back jerked ramrod-straight, and her face leeched of color. โDid you just say demon?โ Oh, uhโฆdid I say that?โ Strider once again glanced around the plane helplessly. โNo, no. I think I said seaman.
Gena ShowalterWhat's that smell?" I froze. What? Did I really smell so distasteful he had only to lean in my direction to catch a putrid whiff of me? I stayed the urge to break his freaking nose for pointing out my stinkiness. He sniffed again. "I can't place it." "How bad is it?" I asked, my cheeks heating. "It's good. Some kind of flower." My first thought: Hurray! I don't stink. My second: Ohmygod!
Gena ShowalterWhy wouldn't I dance?' Uh, maybe because at first glance he looked like he ate puppies for breakfast and kittens for lunch?
Gena ShowalterWhat was worse, he couldn't tell her how much he thought he maybe might kinda sorta love her.
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