But I didn't know about the other story." "What other story?โ "About how you and Adrian Ivashkov areโ" "No, whatever you heard itโs not true." "But it was really romantic" "Then itโs definitely not true.
Richelle MeadWeirdly, an image of Adrianโs Love painting came back to me. I thought of the jagged red streak, slashing through the blackness, ripping it apart. Staring at Jill and her inconsolable pain, I suddenly understood his art a little bit better.
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 Mead