It’s Adrian Ivashkov logic. Don’t try to understand it. Just roll with it.

This college would probably have the same problem as the last one did." I frowned, "What's that?" "Homework.

I looked back and forth at them in amazement. I didn't know if I was witnessing a fight or foreplay. I wasn't thrilled about either option.

I couldn't recall the last time I'd seen that much of him on display. It was wonderful and frightening on the same time. I then said the stupidest thing possible. "You're not scared of anything." "I'm scared of a lot of things. I was scared for you" He released me, and I stepped back. There was still passion and worry written all over him. "I'm not perfect, I'm not invulnerable.

Sydney: Ever had that happen? Once you can’t have something, you want it that much more.” Adrian: “Yes. It happens all the time.

The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms.

Rose, nothing in this world could make me hate you." "Not even trying to bring my ex-boyfriend back from the dead?