Let me introduce my friend, Cat.โ The redhead, and for some reason, she looked familiar. โHer husband Bonesโ โ here Vlad smiled coolly at the short-haired brunet โ โis not my friend.
Jeaniene FrostI 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.
Jeaniene FrostI'd address his way of trying to discourage Ian later. After all, he could have come up with something other than saying I was a whiny, smelly, trumpet-snoring bad lay.
Jeaniene FrostMencheres dropped his hands from my shoulders. โYou know thatโs what he wants. Heโll want to trade, you for her.โ โThen Iโll do it,โ I said. Bonesโs grip on me turned to steel. โNo, you wonโt.
Jeaniene FrostBones glanced behind me, with just the barest inclination of his head. I walked away from him, muttering, "Don't worry, you don't need to have Mencheres break out the invisible straitjacket again. I haven't gone crazy. I just didn't understand until now." He still looked like he was debating having Mencheres lay the power whammy on me, so I sat down by Kira in a very deliberate manner, folding my hands in my lap. There. Didn't I look calm and sane?
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