I need it! I need it! It's a royal heirloom!" "Adrian?" "What are you doing here?" "Looking for you. Come on, we need to go. I'll drive you home." "No, I can't. Not until we get it. He stole it!
Richelle MeadShe studied him for a few more seconds. โYou look too pretty to be useful.โ I gasped in spite of myself. Adrian chuckled and shook her hand. โTruer words were never spoken,โ he said.
Richelle MeadHappy Birthday." Adrian came to a sudden halt. The words were soft and small, spoken tentatively, but easily discerned by vampire ears. Slowly, he turned around and found Jill Mastrano standing shyly before him.
Richelle MeadSince Iโm presuming you donโt mean you finally bought him a leash, let me say simply that there is a big difference between allowing an animal to ravage you and allowing yourself to be ravaged. One is common. The other is art. It is planned. Crafted, even. Only capable of being done by a master.
Richelle MeadWeโre suckers for this, Sydney. Men. Youโve got me completely helpless right now. Youโre so beautiful and alluring, and we guys canโt help ourselves. We fight wars for you, cajole you . . . and you put up with us. We have it easy here in bed.โ She turned my face toward hers. โThis wasnโt exactly difficult for me.โ โBut we still have it easy. Youโre the strength, the pillars . . . our defenders, our childrenโs defenders.
Richelle MeadWho else is going?" I asked. He shrugged. "Just you and me." My mood promptly shot up past 'cheerful' and went straight to 'estatic.' Me and Dimitri. Alone. In a car. This might very well be worth a surprise test. "How far is it?" Silently, I begged for it to be a really long drive. Like, one that would take a week. And would involve us staying overnight in luxury hotels. Maybe we'd get stranded in a snowbank, and only body heat would keep us alive. "Five hours" "Oh." A bit less than I'd hoped for. Still, five hours was better than nothing. It didn't rule out the snowbank possibility, either.
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