More than his exterior hit me. I felt warm and safe just being with him. He brought comfort after my terrible day. So often with other people I felt a need to be center of attention, to be funny and always have something clever to say. It was a habit I needed to shake. But with him I never felt like I had to be anything more than what I already was. I didnโt have to entertain him or think up jokes or even flirt. It was enough to just be together, to be so completely comfortable in each otherโs presenceโwe lost all sense of self-consciousness.
Richelle MeadHe laced his fingers through mine and lifted my hand to his lips. I had gloves on, but he kissed exactly where I wore his ring. โWhy are you so sweet?โ I asked, my voice small. My heart beat rapidly, and every star peeping through the clouds seemed to be shining just for me. โI donโt think Iโm that sweet. I mean, I just told you to be quiet. Thatโs one step away from asking you to wash my laundry and make me a sandwich.โ โYou know what I mean.โ Seth pressed another kiss to my forehead. โIโm sweet because you make it easy to be sweet.
Richelle MeadWhat's your name?" what?" i asked, squinting at the light. your name." I reconized Dr. Olendzki peering over me. you know my name." I want you to tell me." Rose. Rose Hathaway." Do you know your birthday?" Of course I do. Why are you asking me such stupid things? Did you lose my records?" Dr. Olendzki gave an exasperated sigh and walked off, taking the annoying light with her. "I think she's fine.
Richelle MeadI eyed Dimitri, recalling a shadow in my periphery back in the ballroom. "You followed when I jumped in front of Lissa, didn't you? Who were you going for? Me or her?" He studied me for several long seconds. He could have lied. He could have given the easy answer by saying he'd intended to push both of us out of the way-if that was even possible, which I didn't recall. But Dimitri didn't lie. "I don't know, Roza. I don't know.
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