Seth moved behind me, his presence steady and reassuring. Waiting to catch me, even though I refused to fall just yet.

That's what I was supposed to say.

It won't be that simple though, will it?' She sounded wise beyond her years. 'Things are going to get worse before they get better, aren't they?

One day she's throwing a book at me. The next, we're making out behind the library.

Dimitri seemed like the kind of guy you could throw into the wilderness and he would survive off anything.

Wine's terrible for babies." Dorian swept into the sitting room to join me, elegantly arranging himself on a love seat that displayed his purple velvet robes to best effect. "Well of course it is. I'd never dream of giving wine to an infant! What do you take me for, a barbarian? But for you... well, it might go a long way to make you a little less jumpy. You've been positively unbearable to live around. "I can't have it either. It affects the babies in utero.

So. Are you guys here to convert me or sell me siding?