Our gazes locked, so much passing between us. In those moments, I wasn't in a tent with him, on the run from those who regarded us as villains. There was no murderer to catch, no Strigoi trauma to overcome. There was just him and me and the feelings that had burned between us for so long.
Richelle MeadI don't want to. Believe me. But I can't help it. Rose said in time, I'll learn the control to keep his feelings out, but I can't do it now. And he has so much, Sydney. So much feeling. He feels everything so stronglyโ love, grief, anger. His emotions are up and down, all over the place. What happened between him and Rose . . . it tears him apart.
Richelle MeadIt wasn't the kind of touch that said, Hey, I've got a plan, so hang in there because we're going to get out of this. It was more like the kind of touch that simply said, You aren't alone. It was really the only thing he could offer. And in that moment, it was enough.
Richelle MeadIf we could manage any sort of trust again... Well. That would make me happier than you can imagine
Richelle MeadYouโre presumptuous and arrogant and a whole lot of other things if you think Iโve changed my mind.โ โYou see, thatโs just it.โ There he was again, moving into my space. โI think you like the โother things.
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