Keys," she repeated, and slowly stepped back. "What do you mean, keys?" "Car keys. As in, give them up. Now." Shane had that look -- hard, and no bullshit. "We don't have time for your drama, Monica. Nobody does.
Rachel CaineMichael patted him on the shoulder. โI like this plan,โ he said. โYou and Eve, picking up cake and flowers, and you canโt even say a word. Should be tons of fun.โ Shane almost choked, and gave Michael a sideways glare. Michael sent him a hundred-watt smile in returnโno fangs, which was probably for the best.
Rachel CaineDoes it give you dรฉjร voodoo how alike the houses are?" "That's dรฉjร vu, and I hate you right now
Rachel CaineAnybody else think that was weird?โ Shane asked as they got into the car. Eve sent him an exasperated glance; the three of them were, of course, in the backseat. Amelie had the front, with Michael. โYa think? In general, or in particular?โ โWeird that we got through the entire thing, and I didnโt have to hit anybody.โ There was a moment of silence. Michael said, as he started the car, โYouโre right, Shane. That is strange.
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