As the joke goes, you don’t have to be faster than the wolf chasing you, just faster than everyone else running away.

He grinned. “That’s because pixies are ever-after. We’re magic, baby. Just ask Matalina.

Rachel, we've been over this. This is what I do," he said, crumbs of whiten cheese falling from the knife. "Find a way for your lofty, unrealistic ideals to deal with it.

Al was looking at me in disbelief. “Not your lover?” “No.” “But he is Rachel candy,” Al said, his confusion too honest to be faked.

I like the second better, but the first fits with the vampire watching what she can’t have.” I blinked. “What he can’t have,” I amended, flushing.

Confused, I asked, "The coven's what?" "Plumber," Ivy said, looking pale as she leaned on Glenn. "You know. Stops leaks?" Oh goodie. I'm a leak.

His eyes met mine at the soft touch, and a chime seemed to shake the ley line, realigning the universe. He was mine.