I was slumped next to him. He didn't pay any attention to me, but kept snickering as he drove. It was annoying. I had PMS and a test this morning. Boy, had he picked the wrong girl.

Hi. Cat was just keeping me company until you came back.” He glanced in the direction she’d just disappeared to before returning his attention to me. “Fourteen hundred and thirty-one." I blinked. "What's that?" "The year I was born, which is not, as you'll note, yesterday.

You should be afraid. Very afraid. Before, I told you if you wanted to end things between us, I would let you go, but, Leila"--his voice deepened--"I lied.

If I’d known you were such a lush, I’d have given you the cheap stuff. Going to go out with a bang, are you?

Maybe I was worrying for nothing. Maybe it had just been casual for him, and I wouldn't even have to tell him it couldn't happen again. After all, the man was a couple hundred years older than me and a former gigolo. I certainly hadn't robbed him of his virginity.

Don't care for her tongue, do you? How strange. I find it one of my favorite parts. Bones to Gregor

You don't have to echo my feelings, Mencheres, but you can't talk me out of them either. I love you" Her smile was wry. "Deal with it.