I want you to break the spell. Finish it off.โ "What do you mean?โ "The spell you did on me and Dimitri.โ "That spell is done. It burned itself out.โ I shook my head. "No. I keep thinking about him. I keep wanting toโฆโ He smiled knowingly when I didn't finish. "My dear, that was already there, long before I set that up.
Richelle MeadIโm sorry maโam,โ I said. Really, I had no idea what else to say. Iโd spent the weekend caught up in an epic battle to save humanity, and nowโฆ jean shorts?
Richelle MeadHe was almost naked too, but I hadn't quite gotten to his boxers yet. (They were silk because, honestly what else would Adrian wear?)
Richelle MeadWho else is going?" I asked. He shrugged. "Just you and me." My mood promptly shot up past 'cheerful' and went straight to 'estatic.' Me and Dimitri. Alone. In a car. This might very well be worth a surprise test. "How far is it?" Silently, I begged for it to be a really long drive. Like, one that would take a week. And would involve us staying overnight in luxury hotels. Maybe we'd get stranded in a snowbank, and only body heat would keep us alive. "Five hours" "Oh." A bit less than I'd hoped for. Still, five hours was better than nothing. It didn't rule out the snowbank possibility, either.
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