Oh," he said, knocking a red ball into a hole. "It's you." "You were expecting someone else?" I asked. "Am I interrupting your social calender?" I made a big show of glancing around the empty room. "I don't want to keep you from the mob of fans beating down your door." "Hey, a guy can hope. I mean, it's not impossible that a car full of scantily clad sorority girls might break down outside and need my help.
Richelle MeadAbe swept in, resplendent in a gray and yellow suit that coordinated bafflingly well with Adrian's paint job.
Richelle MeadWait until next time," he warned. "I'll do things that'll make you lose control within seconds.
Richelle MeadAs far as we know, everyoneโs rightโ Strigoi donโt want to hang out in Palm Springs.โ Eddie became about one percent less tense.
Richelle MeadIt was a lame excuse, and I knew that wasn't the reason he was canceling. If he wanted to avoid me, I would have preferred he made up something about how he and the other guardians had to up Moroi security or practice top-secret ninja moves.
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