Keith was just bringing the glass to his lips when Adrian said, "Mmm. O positive, my favorite." Keith sprayed out the wine he'd just drunk and promptly started coughing. I was relieved that none got on me. jill burst into giggles, and Clarence stared at his glass wonderingly. "Is it? I thought it was a cabernet sauvignon." "So it is," said Adrian, straight-faced. "My mistake.
Richelle MeadCan't you . . . I don't know. Find a hobby or something?" "Being charming is my hobby," said Adrian obstinately. "I'm the life of the partyโ even without drinking. I wasn't meant to be alone.
Richelle MeadIs she for real?โ He paused and reconsidered. โAre you for real? Spells? Magic? I mean, donโt get me wrong. I drink blood and control peopleโs minds. But Iโve never heard of anything like this.
Richelle MeadWhether it's simply some fierce animal joining of mates or a sublime merging of souls, she is mine, and I am hers.
Richelle MeadThat's smart. Once Sonya's able to talk, we'll need to move." He smiled. "Sydney's turning into a battle mastermind." "Hey, she's not in charge here," I teased. "She's just a soldier." "Right." He lightly brushed his fingers against my cheek. "Sorry, Captain." "General," I corrected, catching my breath at that brief touch.
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