Nothing he said could change what I think of you. I've had my mind made up about you for a long time... and it's all good.
Richelle MeadIt doesnโt matter,โ said Adrian, smiling. He rested a hand on my shoulder. โSome things are worth the trouble.
Richelle MeadWho else is going?" I asked. He shrugged. "Just you and me." My mood promptly shot up past 'cheerful' and went straight to 'estatic.' Me and Dimitri. Alone. In a car. This might very well be worth a surprise test. "How far is it?" Silently, I begged for it to be a really long drive. Like, one that would take a week. And would involve us staying overnight in luxury hotels. Maybe we'd get stranded in a snowbank, and only body heat would keep us alive. "Five hours" "Oh." A bit less than I'd hoped for. Still, five hours was better than nothing. It didn't rule out the snowbank possibility, either.
Richelle MeadYou know I love you, right?โ The urge to kiss her goodbye was so strong that I almost broke our rules. She smiled, beautiful and golden in the late morning light. โNot as much as I love you.โ โOh, man. This is my dream come true: having an โI love you moreโ debate. Here, Iโll start. I love you more. Your turn.โ Sydney laughed and opened the door. โIโve taken debate classes. Youโd lose to my logic.
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