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Takes A Lot Of Tries Before You Hit Perfection." He Paused To Reconsider That. "well, Except For My Parents. They Got It On The First Try." (adrian)

Adrian Gave Me A Look That Said I Was Wasting His Time. "because Jet Sounds Badass.

Now Get Some Clothes On Before The Women Around Here Are Driven Into A Frenzy." He Gave Me A Mournful Look. "i'm Afraid That'll Happen With Or Without Clothes, My Dear.

Adrian Smiled And Clasped My Hands, Taking A Few Steps Toward Me. "and As For Who You Are, You’re The Same Beautiful, Brave, And Ridiculously Smart Caffeinated Fighter You’ve Been Since The Day I Met You.” Finally, He Put “beautiful” At The Top Of His List Of Adjectives. Not That I Should Have Cared. “sweet Talker,” I Scoffed. “you Didn’t Know Anything About Me The First Time We Met.” “i Knew You Were Beautiful,” He Said. “i Just Hoped For The Rest.

He Shouldn't Have Said That," Repeated Adrian, Eerily Serious. He Leaned His Face Toward Mine. "i Don't Care If He's Not The Emotional Type Or The Complimentary Type Or What. No One Can Look At You In This Dress, In All That Fire And Gold, And Start Talking About Anachronisms. If I Were Him, I Would Have Said, 'you Are The Most Beautiful Creature I Have Ever Seen Walking This Earth.