Relax, having kids is years away. But can you imagine? Your brains, my charm, our collective good looks... then add in the usual physical abilities dhampirs get. It's really not even fair to everyone else.
Richelle MeadHe laced his fingers through mine and lifted my hand to his lips. I had gloves on, but he kissed exactly where I wore his ring. โWhy are you so sweet?โ I asked, my voice small. My heart beat rapidly, and every star peeping through the clouds seemed to be shining just for me. โI donโt think Iโm that sweet. I mean, I just told you to be quiet. Thatโs one step away from asking you to wash my laundry and make me a sandwich.โ โYou know what I mean.โ Seth pressed another kiss to my forehead. โIโm sweet because you make it easy to be sweet.
Richelle MeadKeith 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 MeadShe felt so much emotionally, she would say, that a physical outlet - physical pain - was the only way to make her internal pain go away. It was the only way she could control it.
Richelle MeadNo," Dimitri interrupted gently. He moved his face toward mine, our foreheads nearly touching. "It won't happen to you. You're too strong. You'll fight it, just like you did this time." "I only did because you were here." He wrapped his arms around me, and I buried my face in his chest. "I can't do it by myself," I whispered. "You can," he said. There was a tremulous note in his voice. "You're strongโyou're so, so strong. It's why I love you.
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