I could have kissed you months ago, but it wouldnโt have meant anything. I wished for you to see me. And want me. Soโฆdid you mean it?โ โYes,โ I said, and some unnamed tension inside me eased. โI see you, Tod.
Rachel VincentโThe three of you are enough to drive a mara mad. 'She can wear my shirt,โ" she growled in imitation of Nash."No, she can wear my shirt," she said switching to Tod's smoother tone.Then Sabine took off down the hall without a glance at any of us."I have a spare. Come on, Kaylee, before I choke on testosterone and melodrama.โ
Rachel VincentI was no suffragette, but I was pretty sure the he-canโt-control-himself defense was a big, stinky load of horseshit.
Rachel VincentThen strong, warm arms wrapped around me from behind. "I've got you," Tod whispered in my ear.
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