The Blonde Identity

by Ally Carter

And she realized that he might still die because she might kill him.

“I’m trying to decide if you’re being sarcastic.” She actually had to think about the answer. “You know? I think I might always be a little sarcastic?” He looked like he preferred being shot at as he mumbled, “Great.”

Which was when she realized that she trusted Sawyer with her life. But she wasn’t strong enough to trust him with her heart.

because he was the best thing she had, but, turned out, she’d never had him at all.

“That was my third favorite gun,” he whined.

“I told you there was only a twenty percent chance of dying.” So Zoe hit him with a snowball

“You promised you wouldn’t die on me, remember?” He gave her his hot guy smirk. “Why? Would you miss me?”

“I’m gonna kill you sloooowly. I’m gonna make it huuuuuurt.”

“I wanted you safe because I’m in love with you!”

“I know, sweetheart—” “I’m not your sweetheart!” He shook his head. He had to make her see. Did she really not see? “You’re my everything.”