What's up?" Christian asked. "Need some hairstyling tips?" "Tips you stole from me? No thanks. But I hear you've got a really good bacon meatloaf recipe." It was worth it then and there to see his complete and total surprise. "Since when do you cook?" he finally managed to stammer. "Oh, you know. I'm a Renaissance man. I do it all. Send it if you've got it, and I'll give it a try. I'll let you know if I make any improvements." His smirk returned. "Are you trying to impress a girl?" "With cooking?" I pointed at my face. "This is all it takes, Ozera.
Richelle MeadHey Mason, wipe that drool off you face. If you're going to think about me naked, do it on your own time. -Rose to Mason
Richelle MeadAt long last, she gasped out, "Itโs Seth." "What happened?" I demanded. "Is he okay?" "He ended it." Her crying renewed. "He broke the engagement and told me it was over.
Richelle MeadI donโt know how you do it. You arenโt even blond. I mean, maybe a little, but mostly youโre a brunette. I just donโt see guys going for that.โ โYeah, well, some people are into kinky stuff, I guess.
Richelle MeadAngeline's been hanging out with that dhampir. I just saw them walking off together. Is something going on with them?" "Which dhampir?" I asked. "The one with the fake British accent." "I don't think it's fake." "Well, whatever." Even I could read the jealousy in Trey's features. "What's up with them?" "Pretty sure there's nothing." "Then why are they always together?" Because she's trying to get over you, I thought.
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