Logan Quinn was the kind of guy who could stab me in the eye with a freaking Twizzler.
Jennifer EstepYโall might as well come on out,โ I said. โI know youโre there. I can smell you.โ โSmell me? But I just took a shower this morning!โ an indignant voice drifted out of the shadows. There was a loud sound, like someone was getting smacked upside the head. Then another voice let out a low mutter. โShut up, idiot.
Jennifer EstepHe realized something was going on between Logan and me. I wish he'd clue me in on exactly what it was, because I had no idea.
Jennifer EstepEasy was for people too weak to suck it up and do what needed to be done. And I wasnโt weak. Not anymore.
Jennifer EstepWell, what did you have for lunch?โ I snapped. โSurely thatโs not top secret superhero information.โ โSteak with mashed potatoes and a side salad,โ Striker replied. โAnd a piece of chocolate cheesecake for dessert.โ I gave up on conversation after that. I was too jealous of the cheesecake to continue.
Jennifer EstepTwo students severely injured, you yourself covered in blood, a Reaper on the premises, a Fenrir wolf running around loose somewhere, and extensive property damage to the resort. Well?" Nickamedes snapped. "What do you have to say for yourself, Gwendolyn?" I thought for a second, then grinned at him. "I followed your directions exactly. I never set one foot outside the hotel.
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