Adrian opened his mouth, undoubtedly ready with some inappropriate and mocking comment. Lissa gave him a sharp headshake that kept him quiet. "Aren't there any, I don't know, sleeveless options?" The saleswoman's eyes widened. "No one has ever worn straps to a funeral. It wouldn't be right." "What about shorts?" asked Adrian. "Are they okay if they're with a tie? Because that's what I was gonna go with." The woman looked horrified.
Richelle MeadWe had an endless supply of topics, both of us eager to put forth all we knew on anything and everything. Most of the meal was spent discussing the intricacies of the organic certification process. It was pretty awesome.
Richelle MeadIt was the most convulted, ridiculous piece of logic I'd heard in awhile... It was something I would have come up with.
Richelle MeadSeth laughed when he saw me. โHey,โ I said, poking him with my foot, โbe nice.โ โI think this is the first time Iโve ever seen you look anything less thanโฆโ He paused, playing with word choice. โWell-planned.โ โWhy, you silver-tongued romantic devil. That is the look I usually go for. Other women go for sexy or chic or beautiful. But me? Well-planned all the way.โ โYou know what I mean. Besides, unplanned isnโt a bad look for you. Not bad at all.โ His voice sounded deliciously low and dangerous, and something ignited between us as we held each otherโs eyes.
Richelle MeadI felt like someone had ripped my heart out and tossed it across the other side of the room. There was a burning, agonizing pain in my chest, and I had no idea how it could ever be filled. It was one thing to accept that I couldn't have Dimitri. It was something entirely different to realize someone else could.
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