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I'm more worried about you, she said. You and trouble... yeah. She heard the smile in his voice. We're like that.

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Rachel Caine
Age: 58 †
Born: 1962
Born: April 27
Died: 2020
Died: November 1
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
the United States of America
Julie Fortune
Roxanne Longstreet Conrad
Roxanne Longstreet
Roxanne Conrad
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Where's your sense of adventure? Off on a beach somewhere with your sanity?
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Shane talking to Claire - Hang on - Slow down. I'm not going anywhere. You know that, right? You don't have to put out to keep me here. Well, as long as you eventually... Shut up Claire said.
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You know, Shane said twenty minutes later, I'd feel a whole lot better about the two of us if you didn't think I was the go-to guy for breaking and entering.
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Sure. Knock yourself out. No, really. Hammer to the head, works every time.” Claire
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Better be, Eve said. She mock-bit at his finger. I could totally date somebody else, you know. And I could rent out your room. And I could put your game console on eBay. Hey, Shane protested. Now you're just being mean.
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You are not my high school crush, idiot.” “Great. I can die happy, then.
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In this whole screwed-up town, you're the only thing that's always been right to me, he whispered. I love you, Claire. She saw something that might have been just a flash of panic go across his expression, but then he steadied again. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I do. I love you.
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Saint Claire, the patron saint of the kick-me sign.
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I am not getting you a brain, because I am not that kind of assistant, Dr. Frankenstein.
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He rose to his feet and padded down the last few steps silently, came up behind Kim, and leaned over her to say, “I vant to drink your blood” in a heavy, fake Dracula accent. She shrieked, flailed, and a zombie ate her brains on-screen.!
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She smells better, Claire said. And she made me cookies.
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Hey,” he said softly. He moved closer to the bars, pressing his face between them. “I always said you were jailbait, but this is ridiculous.
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She was starting to feel a little like a hamburger at a dieters’ convention. Nobody was likely to snack on her, but absolutely everybody noticed she was edible.
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What was your name again? Still Eve. No, I'm sure it's something else. That doesn't seem right.
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