I'd just stepped out of the kiddie pool and into the deep end, with no floaties. And drowning was not an option.
Rachel VincentSabine gestured to him with the half-eaten crust. "I like him. Not sure why he's wasting his time with the pole dancer, though." Tod laughed out loud and I groaned. "Sophie takes ballet and jazz. She's not a pole dancer." "There's more money in pole dancing," Sabine insisted.
Rachel VincentYou think I need to be rescued?" "I think it doesn't hurt to let someone else do the rescuing every now and then, when your own armor starts to get banged up.
Rachel VincentI don't want to wear your dad's clothes. He hates me." "You'd rather wear mine?" Nash scowled.
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