You forget: I have an addictive personality. I'm addicted to you. Somehow I think you could do all sorts of bad things to me, and I'd still come back to you. Just keep things honest, okay? Tell me what you're feeling. If you're feeling something for Dimitri that's confusing you, tell me. We'll work it out.
Richelle MeadOkay," I said, clasping her hand. "I swear it. The next time I do something stupid that might get me killed, you can come along.
Richelle MeadI'll find you. There is no place in this world you can hide from me. I'm watching. Love, Dimitri
Richelle MeadIf you touch me, I said pleasantly, "I'll provide you with the ability to see if you can heal yourself. Then we'd see how bad ass you really are."
Richelle MeadYou and me are going to have so much fun, Rose. Picking out curtains, doing each other's hair, telling ghost stories.
Richelle MeadThanks for looking out for her, Sage. You're okay. For a human." I almost laughed. "Thanks." "You can say it too, you know." I walked over to Latte and paused. "Say what?" "That I'm okay...for a vampire," he explained. I shook my head, still smiling. "You'll have a hard time getting any Alchemist to admit that. But I can say you're okay for an irreverent party boy with occasional moments of brilliance." "Brilliant? You think I'm brilliant?" He threw his hands skyward. "You hear that, world? Sage says I'm brilliant.
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