It's suspiciously quiet in here, and there's a Tod shaped dent in the bean bag. For the sake of both my sanity and my temper, I'm going to pretend I can't tell that you're in his lap, so could you pretend that this is still my house and you are still my daughter, and I'm within my parental rights to kick your boyfriend out after 11:00 p.m.?
Rachel VincentBehind me, Marc made a soft whistling sound, clearly impressed. โThatโs not standard procedure,โ he said, his tone entirely too reasonable as he leaned over the strayโs body to open the back passenger-side door. โYeah, well, Iโm not your standard enforcer.
Rachel Vincent"He's lying, Kay," Nash said, fists clenched at his sides. "Hellions can't lie, but we all know reapers can." "Careful, pot," Tod said. "Someone might notice your resemblance to the kettle."
Rachel VincentScrew this. Heโd blown his shot at nice-and-easy, which only left quick-and-brutalโmy favorite way to play.
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