I Unfolded The Note, And It Took

So, Tell Me This: Suppose You Manage To Kidnap Her Again And Take Her Off To The Mall. While You're There A Strigoi Comes At You. What Will You Do? Depends On What Store We're In.

Metaphors. This Was The Cost Of Making Out With An Artist.

Lissa Knelt Down, Compassion On Her Face. I Wasn't Surprised, Since She'd Always Had A Thing For Animals. She'd Lectured Me For Days After I'd Instigated The Infamous Hamster-and-hermit-crab Fight. I'd Viewed The Fight As A Testing Of Worthy Opponents. She'd Seen It As Animal Cruelty.

Despite His Cynical Exterior, He Had A Good Heart-and Lissa Owned Most Of It.

He 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. “why Are You So Sweet?” I Asked, My Voice Small. My Heart Beat Rapidly, And Every Star Peeping Through The Clouds Seemed To Be Shining Just For Me. “i Don’t Think I’m That Sweet. I Mean, I Just Told You To Be Quiet. That’s One Step Away From Asking You To Wash My Laundry And Make Me A Sandwich.” “you Know What I Mean.” Seth Pressed Another Kiss To My Forehead. “i’m Sweet Because You Make It Easy To Be Sweet.