Oh," he said to Kiyo, voice completely devoid of emotion. "I see. It's your turn again.
Richelle MeadI disconnected as a sleepy Seth stepped out of the bedroom. โWhoโs Dante? Was that a collect call to the Inferno?โ โThey wonโt accept the charges,โ I murmured.
Richelle MeadWow,โ said Adrian. He sat down on the bed and tested its bounciness, giving it a nod of approval. โThis is amazing. What do you think, buttercup?โ โI have no words,โ I said honestly. He patted the spot beside him. โWant to try it out?
Richelle MeadI canโt have it either. It affects the babies in utero.โ โNonsense,โ he said, tossing his long auburn hair over one shoulder. Life would be easier if he wasnโt so damned good-looking. โWhy, my mother drank wine every day, and I turned out just fine.โ โI think youโre proving my point for me,โ I said dryly
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