Any Way the Wind Blows (Simon Snow, #3)

by Rainbow Rowell

Snow plops down at my feet. “I got enough to share,” he says, holding up his plate. I groan. “I’m still so full . . . I’m too full to hunt.” “That’s how you’re going to kill your vampire boyfriend, Simon,” Penelope says. “Sandwiches.” Snow barks a laugh. “He’ll be fine. He’s always got room for four to six rats.” She pushes his knee with her socked foot. “How’d Baz spell that shirt around your wings, if you’re immune to magic?” I cock an eyebrow at her. “The spell is on the shirt, Bunce.” “Oh,” Penny says. She really is in a mood. “Well, it looks nice.” “Until I have to tear it off,” Snow says. “Just let Baz reverse the spell.” “I don’t like being dependent on him.” I kick him. “Magic forbid you rely on me.” “That’s not what I meant—and everyone needs to stop kicking me. I’m injured.” “You could have some shirts made,” Shepard offers. All three of us turn to him. “Magickal shirts?” Snow asks. “No—regular shirts,” Shepard says. “But with openings that button closed around your wings.” I try to picture it. “Buttons?” “Or zippers,” he says. “I’ve seen people use buckles, but those seem fiddly.”