I Promise," Shane said. "You'd better, jerkface," Eve said. "How's the head?" "Taped. It's fine, chicks dig scars. Wait, did you just call me jerkface? Are we back in grade school?" "I love you," Eve said. He closed his moth, fast, because obviously that was not what he'd expected. "I, uh, okay, love you too. Can we stop that? It's uncomfortable." "Jerkface." "Much better.
Rachel CaineYou look like a Goth factory exploded all over you!" he called as she ran down the hall. "Love you, too, jackass!
Rachel CainePromise me, Amelie, that youโll crucify me with silver before you allow me to fall in love.โ โI hardly think thereโs any chance of that,โ Amelie said. "I doubt you have the capacity.
Rachel CaineAs I leafed through the book in front of me and watched the dust swirl in the air, I wondered if maybe there was some evil dormant virus in the pages that would infect me, like the mummy dust that used to kill archaeologists. Death by research. That was not a glorious end.
Rachel Caine