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You flirted with the other guys simply for the sake of flirting. You flirted with Jesse in the hopes of getting semi-naked with him. He was a royal Moroi, and he was so hot, he should have worn a WARNING: FLAMMABLE sign.
I had a standing arrangement with God: I’d agree to believe in him—barely—so long as he let me sleep in on Sundays.
How come all the harmless people were so lame? Maybe that was the definition of safe.
“Hey, there’s nothing wrong with Target. I like Target.”
There was so much testosterone in the air, I felt like I needed a gas mask.
This was the kind of dress that changed the world. The kind of dress that started religions.
The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms.
The greatest and most powerful revolutions often start very quietly, hidden in the shadows.”
Frantically, I fought against her, trying to mount some kind of defense, but it was like fighting Dimitri on crack.
And then, suddenly, he was there, charging down the hallway like Death in a cowboy duster.
“No. If I let myself love you, I won’t throw myself in front of her. I’ll throw myself in front of you.”
