Iโm not a violent person, Sydney. Not at all. Iโll make love over war any day. But I swear, if theyโd hurt youโโ โThey didnโt,โ I said firmly. I refused to let him know how scared Iโd been because I was afraid he might go after them. โIโm fine. You came to the rescue.โ A smile played at his lips. โSomething tells me you wouldโve rescued yourself.โ And like that, the smile vanished. โBut spirit wouldโve been a lot more effective than a branch.โ โYour treejitsu was very effective.
Richelle MeadSomehow, Sydney had an internal clock that told her when time was up. I think it was part of her inherent ability to keep track of a hundred things at once. Not me. In these moments, my thoughts were usually focused on getting her shirt off and whether Iโd get past the bra this time. So far, I hadnโt.
Richelle MeadAbout time," Christian said. "Lissa and Adrian get the market share on worrying about you, but they're not the only ones. And someone needs to put Adrian in his place, you know. I can't do it all the time." "Thanks. It kills me to say this, but I missed you too. No one's sarcasm compares to yours in Russia.
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