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They were such a romantic sort of knife, switchblades.
Is your air freshener actually a flaming dog turd? Because that’s what it smells like. He’s kind and lovely and gentle, but even if you hate that, he’s very good-looking and has a stellar body. Like…what sort of stupid are you? That guy Max is dumpy as shit. Do you actively try to make bad decisions?”
“Have you always been the absolute worst?”
It’ll be easier for me to keep control of you this way.” “Oh, well. Let’s definitely make things easier on you.” “Yes, thank you. I’m glad you see it my way.”
If I hadn’t checked your magic myself, I’d have assumed you had fae in you somewhere. You’re wonderfully vicious. I adore it.”
“Yes, I realize all that, thank you. Which you know, because you eavesdrop on my mind.” She trudged back for one of the next horses. “Don’t you like to be told you’re right?”
“You are,” Tarian said in a very low whisper as his thumb traced a line across hers, “truly exceptional. You are a rare, gleaming gem in a field of plain rocks. Nature chose perfectly.” “Are we talking now?” she whispered back. No. It is best to stay as quiet as possible. I wanted to express that in a physical space so that you understood the gravity of my words.
Your passion in battle endearing. When you do finally give in to that free fall, I will have a wild ride in store for me. We will battle, but we won’t be fighting to get away from each other. We’ll be fighting to get closer. You will give yourself to me completely like you give yourself to your knife. To the fight.
