I donโt know, Sage. You threw yourself in the line of pepper spray for me. You must like me just a little bit.โ โIโ I figured itโd be a shame to ruin your pretty face,โ I stammered.
Richelle MeadEven now, despite Angeline's watchfulness, she'd occasionally oscillate between random topics, like how shepherd's pie wasn't a pie at all and why it was pointless for her to take class in typing when technology would eventually develop robot companions to do it for us.
Richelle MeadHey, Volusian, you haven't been checking me out, have you?" He gave me his trademark bland stare. "I assure you, mistress, the only allure your bare flesh has for me is to remind me how easy it will be to slice open." I laughed. If not for the fact he was actually serious, he'd be so much fun.
Richelle Mead