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“Very civilized, Kitten. I’m sure you have a wild array of interesting names and gestures for me, but I’m not interested.”
I’d always avoided confrontation in the past, but this guy was flipping my bitch switch like nothing else.
I thought people in small towns were supposed to be nice, not act like the son of Satan.
She stood out like a sunflower in a field of wheat.
Sometimes being around children was the perfect abstinence program.
The day my Internet was hooked up was better than having a hot guy check out my butt and ask for my phone number.
Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys.
Trust and his name didn’t go together.
“I’ve always found that the most beautiful people, truly beautiful inside and out, are the ones who are quietly unaware of their effect.”
I was always able to lose myself in reading. Books were a necessary escape I always gladly jumped into headfirst.
“Stalking me again, I see. Do I need to get a restraining order?” “In your dreams, Kitten.” He smirked. “Oh wait, I’m already starring in those, aren’t I?” I rolled my eyes. “Nightmares, Daemon. Nightmares.”
Holy Hawt Chemistry, Batman.
“You don’t look like an alien!” It seemed important to point that out. He arched a brow. “And what do aliens look like?” “Not…not like you,” I sputtered. “They aren’t gorgeous—” “You think I’m gorgeous?” He smiled.
“You’re an alien.” My voice was weak. “Yep, that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.”
“What are you going to do with me?” When he did speak, his voice wavered. “What am I going to do with you?”
“Because of you, little human. He will get himself killed protecting you.”
I hated Daemon Black—if that was even his real name—with a vengeance that equaled the solar power of a thousand suns.
And if he poked me in the back with a pen one more freaking time, I was going to throw him in front of an Arum.
He literally left afterward, and all he’s done since then is poke me with his pen.” “Probably because he wants to poke you with something else,” she said drily.
Please. Please. I can’t lose you. Please open your eyes. Please don’t leave me.
