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your eyes... they're beautiful.you're beautiful. *sigh*
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Richelle Mead
Age: 47
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Because it gives him and excuse to be around her--without making it look like he gave in first. That way, he can still seem manly. That's ridiculous. Especially the part about Christian being manly. Guys do ridiculous things for love.
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Yeah according to my- Hey, are you staring at my chest? -Rose to Adrian
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You'll be alive', he pointed out. 'That's what matters. Enjoy what you have, every little detail of wherever you are. Don't focus on where you aren't.
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She heard Adrian say to Christian, ʺYou know, your shirtʹs kind of grungy-looking. Seems like you could put in a little more effort since youʹre dating a princess.ʺ
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It wasn't the kind of touch that said, Hey, I've got a plan, so hang in there because we're going to get out of this. It was more like the kind of touch that simply said, You aren't alone. It was really the only thing he could offer. And in that moment, it was enough.
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He thought there was no hope for him. Me? I can't imagine a world without hope.
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I didn’t care about anything except her and the way touching her drove me wild, even as her calm and steady presence soothed the storms that raged within me.
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It was the most convulted, ridiculous piece of logic I'd heard in awhile... It was something I would have come up with.
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Hey, Volusian, you haven't been checking me out, have you? He gave me his trademark bland stare. I assure you, mistress, the only allure your bare flesh has for me is to remind me how easy it will be to slice open. I laughed. If not for the fact he was actually serious, he'd be so much fun.
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What am I supposed to do with a wool coat? Especially here in Palm Springs?” “Sleep with it,” he suggested. “Think of me.
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And besides . . . I don’t want to leave you. Er, you guys.” He smiled, and it lit up his whole face. “Well, ‘we’ are certainly happy to hear that. Oh, and I’m also happy to watch our darling little love child dragon while you’re in St. Louis.” I grinned back.
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Adrian tipped my face up toward his and kissed me. Like always, the world around me stopped moving. No, the world became Adrian, only Adrian.
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I've given up on you...Love fades. Mine has.
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I won't lie. Walking into a room and seeing your girlfriend reading a baby-name book can kind of make your heart stop.
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He looked up at me with angelic eyes. Doing what? You know what. You're luring me in. You know I can't resist-
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The ghost of a smile flickered across his lips. ‘You’re always the voice of reason. Just try listening to yourself once in a while.
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There's nothing worse than waiting and not knowing what'll happen to you. Your own imagination can be crueler than any captor.
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He'd barely seen me coming, and despite the horribleness of what I'd just done, I kind of wished one of my instructors had been there to grade me on such an awesome performance.
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I didn't think my day could get any worse until my best friend told me she might be going crazy. Again.
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Sydney: I can do a lot of things, Adrian. And—at the risk of sounding egotistical —I mean, well, I can do a lot of pretty awesome things that most people can’t. Adrian: “Don’t I know it. You can change a tire in ten minutes while speaking Greek.” Sydney: “Five minutes.
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