How is Angeline?โ asked Dimitri. โIs she improving?โ Eddie and I exchanged glances. So much for avoiding her indiscretions. โImproving how exactly?โ I asked. โIn combat, in following the dress code, or in keeping her hands to herself?โ โOr in turning off caps-lock?โ added Eddie. โYou noticed that too?โ I asked. โHard not to,โ he said.
Richelle MeadIf I had learned anything in my life about love, it was that they were tenous things that could end at any moment. Caution was essential-but not at the cost of risking your life
Richelle MeadSomehow, Sydney had an internal clock that told her when time was up. I think it was part of her inherent ability to keep track of a hundred things at once. Not me. In these moments, my thoughts were usually focused on getting her shirt off and whether Iโd get past the bra this time. So far, I hadnโt.
Richelle MeadDo you know anything about silent films?" "Sure," I said. "The first ones were developed in the late nineteenth century and sometimes had live musical accompaniment, though it wasn't until the 1920s that sound became truly incorporated into films, eventually making silent ones obsolete in cinema.
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