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 MeadYou did not just say that. I have a feeling we're on the verge of hugging and coming up with cute nicknames for each other.
Richelle MeadJanine Hathaway offered to be my guardian, " said Lissa suddenly. "Janine Hathaway?" Tatiana's eyebrows rose nearly to her hairline. "I'm sure she has other commitments. No, we've got much better choices." A better choice than Janine Hathaway? Not likely. Before Dimitri, my mother had been the gold standard by which I measured all badassedness.
Richelle MeadI gave him a smile that I hoped was as dazzling as one of his. "I realized I'm in love." Marcus, startled, looked around as though he expected to see my object d'amour in the car with us. "And you just realized this? Did you just have some sort of vision?" "Didn't need to," I said, thinking of Wolfe's ill-fated trip to the Orkneys. "It's always been right in front of me.
Richelle MeadIf it makes you feel any better, youโre not as bad as Keith. He was here earlier today and was so nervous, he literally kept looking over his shoulder.โ Lee paused thoughtfully. โI think it might have been because Adrian kept laughing like a mad scientist at those old black-and-white movies he was watching.
Richelle MeadHis fingertips slid down from my face, lightly stroking the line of my neck, down toward my shoulder. Everywhere he touched, a trail of goose bumps appeared. How did he keep doing this to me? Marcusโwho made every girl in the world swoonโhad zero effect on me. But one whisper of a touch from Adrian completely undid me.
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