God, I got lucky. If I'd hurt it, it would have put me out of practice for a while.โ Smiling, he returned to his chair. "I know. You kept telling me that while I was carrying you. You were very upset.โ "You...you carried me here?โ "After we broke the bench apart and freed your foot.โ Man. I'd missed out on a lot. The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms.
Richelle MeadYou know, you still owe me pancakes. I think I could go forโฆapple cinnamon ones now. โ โApple cinnamon? You sure are demanding.โ โItโs all right. I think youโre man enough for it.โ โThetis, if I actually believed you had either apples or cinnamon in your kitchen, Iโd make them for you right now.โ I didnโt answer. I was pretty sure I had some year-old Apple Jacks, but that was about it.
Richelle MeadHe nodded toward the sub. "This is going to be a blow-off day." I dragged my mind away from magical intrigue. After being homeschooled for most of my life, some parts of the "normal" school world was a mystery. "What does that mean, exactly." "Usually teacher leave subs a lesson plan, telling them what to do. I saw Ms. Terwilliger left. It said, 'Distract them.
Richelle MeadI knew you were a badass," continued Adrian. "But I didn't realize just how much until I saw you dropping guardians out there." "Does that mean you're going to be nicer to me?" I teased. "I'm already nice to you," he said loftily. "Do you know how badly I want a cigarette right now? But no. I manfully suffer through nicotine withdrawalโall for you.
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