Adrian, I'm on a date. Why are you here? On my car?

"Jerks," I muttered. Then I brightened. "Oh, hey. Doughnuts."

I loved you and you destroyed me. You took my heart and ripped it up. You might as well have staked me.

Rose you can't go." This time the sadness in Lissa's voice was mirrored though the bond, flooding into me. "It's not that Dimitri didn't ask to see you. He asked specifically not to see you.

What have I done?" I whispered. Jill put her arm around me, but it was Dimitri who spoke. "What you had to.

I found the candles—atrocious air freshening ones that smelled like fake pine.

I'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 now—all the time.