Are you sleepwalking?' A voice asked behind me. "I was testing dorm security," I said. "It sucks.
Richelle MeadSage?" Adrian lightly touched my arm, and I jumped at the feel of his fingertips against my skin. "You okay?" "I don't know," I said softly. "I just thought of something crazy." "Welcome to my world.
Richelle MeadI left the clinic in a daze that had nothing to do with my head injury. Clear up in a week or so? How could Dr. Olendzki speak so lightly about this? I was going to look like a mutant for Christmas and most of the ski trip. I had a black eye. A freaking black eye. And my mother had given it to me.
Richelle MeadMy nails dug into his back, and he trailed his lips down the edge of my chin, down the center of my neck. He kept going until he reached the bottom of the dressโs V-neck. I let out a small gasp, and he kissed all around the neckline, just enough to tease.
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