That's smart. Once Sonya's able to talk, we'll need to move." He smiled. "Sydney's turning into a battle mastermind." "Hey, she's not in charge here," I teased. "She's just a soldier." "Right." He lightly brushed his fingers against my cheek. "Sorry, Captain." "General," I corrected, catching my breath at that brief touch.
Richelle MeadAnd you work for that demon, right? The one who looks like Matthew Broderick?โ โJohn Cusack,โ I corrected. โHe looks like John Cusack.โ โWhatever.
Richelle MeadBut Iโm just going to be out there having a tea party with her cats or whatever it is she has in mind." Adrian
Richelle MeadHe's an angel. Isn't he supposed to love everyone, even the damned? Especially when said damned are his drinking buddies.
Richelle MeadI 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.
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