What were you thinking?" I demanded once we were moving to the music. I was trying to ignore his hands. "Do you know how much trouble you may have gotten me in?" Adrian grinned. "Nah. They all feel bad for you. You'll achieve martyrdom after dancing with a mean, wicked vampire. Job security with the Alchemists.

How do you say goodbye to someone who isn't exactly gone.

You should know better.ʺ ʺIʹve never known better,ʺ he countered. ʺYou should know that.

I’m sorry ma’am,” I said. Really, I had no idea what else to say. I’d spent the weekend caught up in an epic battle to save humanity, and now… jean shorts?

So,” I said at last, staring at my hands. “How’s, uh, your car?” “I left it out on the street. Figured it’ll be fine there while I’m gone.

Poor Martin. Geek or no, committing his soul to eternal damnation was a helluva price to pay for six minutes.

My mom beat me up," I informed my reflection. It looked back sympathetically.