Claire was struggling through last summerโs diary volume when Myrnin popped in through the portal, wearing a big floppy black hat and a kind of crazy/stylish pimp coat that covered him from neck to ankles, black leather gloves, and a black and silver walking stick with a dragonโs head on it. And, on his lapel was a button that said, If you can read this, thank a teacher.
Rachel CaineI stopped in the full force of a patch of sunlight in the lobby window and let my skin soak up the energy. I hadnโt realized I needed it until it reached inside and stilled me in a way that only Davidโs touch had been able to achieve. โWhy does that feel so good?โ I asked. โAnd donโt tell me itโs because weโve been shut in a room for days.โ โLike calls to like,โ he said. โYouโre made of fire now.โ โSo Iโm going to feel like this every time I pass an open flame? Great. Firegasm.
Rachel CaineAnd then it was between Shane and Claire on who retreated first. "Uou go," he said. "Why?" Shane and Pete exchangedblooks. "Seriously?" Pete asked. "Yeah, she's like that," Shane said, and turned to her. "Because you're my girlfriend, and I'm not going unti; I know you're safe. How's that?
Rachel CaineI think so,โ she [Claire] said. โJust watch your back, okay?โ โNah, Michaelโs got mine.โ He [Shane] looked straight into her eyes. โIโve got yours.
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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