Isaiah rolled his eyes. "Good God. What a noble lot. You're all Spartacus, aren't you?
Richelle MeadI'm just confused. I can't read your signals. One moment you're hot, the next you're cold. You tell me you want me, you tell me you don't. If you picked one, that'd be fine, but you keep making me think one thing and then you end up going in a completely different direction. Not just nowโall the time.
Richelle MeadSorry, Ms. Terwilliger. I'm flattered that you think I'm such an upstanding person, but I'm already caught up in one epic battle of good versus evil. I don't need another.
Richelle Mead