Hey, Sydney. I thought I saw your car out there." He glanced around. "Is, uh, Jill with you?" "Not today." I said. New insight struck me as I recalled that Lee attended school in Los Angeles. "Lee, have you ever dated a human girl at your school?" Adrian arched an eyebrow. "Are you asking him out, Sage?" I scowled. "No!
Richelle MeadOkay, God, I thought. Get me out of this and Iโll stop my half-assed church-going ways. You got me past a pack of Strigoi tonight. I mean, trapping that one between the doors really shouldn't have worked, so clearly you're on board. Let me get out of here, and Iโll...I donโt know. Donate Adrianโs money to the poor. Get baptized. Join a convent. Well, no. Not that last one.
Richelle MeadAdrian tipped my face up toward his and kissed me. Like always, the world around me stopped moving. No, the world became Adrian, only Adrian.
Richelle MeadHe'd written me up a proposal of why dating him was a sound decision. It had included things like "I'll give up cigarettes unless I really, really need one" and "I'll unleash romantic surprises every week, such as: an impromptu picnic, roses, or a trip to Parisโbut not actually any of those things because now they're not surprises.
Richelle MeadSeth was a wonderful kisser. He gave the kind of kisses that melted into your mouth and filled you with sweetness. They were like cotton candy.
Richelle MeadYou know, you still owe me pancakes. I think I could go forโฆapple cinnamon ones now. โ โApple cinnamon? You sure are demanding.โ โItโs all right. I think youโre man enough for it.โ โThetis, if I actually believed you had either apples or cinnamon in your kitchen, Iโd make them for you right now.โ I didnโt answer. I was pretty sure I had some year-old Apple Jacks, but that was about it.
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