I didn't tell you this because I'm sure you would've changed your mind about the dress." "What?" I frowned. "Does it make my butt look big?" She laughed. "No. You looked stunning in it." "Then what's the deal?" Her smile turned downright mischievous. "Oh, you know, just that the color red is Daemon's favorite."
So the dickhead had a name. Daemon--seemed fitting. And of course his sister would be as attractive as him. Why not? Welcome to West Virginia, the land of lost models.
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.
Your mail could've waited." Daemon followed me into the kitchen. "What is it? Just books?" Grabbing the OJ from the fridge, I sighed. People who didn't heart books didn't understand."
Kitten," he growled roughly. I kissed him softly, sliding my hands into his silky locks, letting the pieces slide through my fingers. I tasted in him my own rising desire, my own need and heartache. Thrilling. Frightening. I pulled back. "Kitten," he said again, voice strained. "You don't get to do that and then stop. That's not how it works." I stared at him, my breath stalling in my lungs. "Not when you're mine." Daemon backed us up and s..
A slow, wry smile teased Daemon's lips. "Simmer down, Kitten, before I have to get you a ball of yarn to play with." Annoyance flared deep inside me. "Don't start with me, jerk-face."
I didn't eat all of it." "Oh, so it ate itself?" Dee shrieked so loudly I thought I heard the rafters in the ceiling shake. "Did the spoon ate it? Oh wait, I know. The carton ate it." "Actually, I think the freezer ate it."
Daemon pressed his forehead against mine. "Oh, I still want to strangle you. But I'm insane. You're crazy. Maybe that's why. We just make crazy together."
I have the feeling we just made a deal with the devil, and he's going to come back and want our first-born child or something." Daemon waggled his brows. "You want kids? Because you know, practice makes--" "Shut up." I shook my head and started walking."
Oh, yeah." Carissa nodded. "They were googley-eyed in class on Friday. It was pretty steamy, the whole 'I'm screwing you with my eyes' thing they had going on." I choked on my drink. "That was not what we were doing. We were talking!" --
So...uh, you're a Team Edward kind of guy?' He snorted. 'No. I'm Team James or Team Tyler's Van, but apparently neither of them won by the look of it. She's still alive.
And this is why you don't want me to be friends with Dee, because you were afraid that I'd find out the truth?" "That, and you're a human. Humans are weak. They bring us nothing but trouble." My eyes narrowed. "We aren't weak. And you're on our planet. How about a little respect, buddy." Amusement flickered in his emerald eyes. "Point taken."
For a moment, I pretended. Not that we weren't two different species, because I didn't see him that way, but that we actually liked each other. And then he shifted and rolled. I was on my back, and he was still on the move. His face burrowed into the space between my neck and shoulder, nuzzling. Sweet baby Jesus...Warm breath danced over my skin, sending shivers down my body. His arm was heavy against my stomach, his leg between mine, push..
You haven't locked yourself in any rooms or rocked in any corners, right?" I rolled my eyes and began walking again. "No Daemon, but thanks for making sure I'm mentally sound and all."
I want to marry you because I'm with you, Kat. I will be in love with you. That's not going to change today or two weeks from now. I will be just as in love with you in twenty years as I am today.
You haven't been smiling much. I missed it, so I decided to reward you for doing it." "Reward me?" I laughed. "God, only you would think kissing someone is a reward." "You know it is. My lips change lives, baby."
You know what?" His breath was warm against my cheek. "There are a lot of stupid things to do, but I really want to do the stupidest thing possible." "What's that?" "I want to kiss you."
Look at the time." I tipped my chin toward the clock. "It's past midnight. It's January second. You lost." For several moments he stared at the clock like it was an Arum he was about to blast into the next county and then his eyes found mine. Daemon smiled. "No. I didn't lose. I still won."
But no matter where I went, what I was running from would still be with me--Kat. She wasn't just back in the house, in that bed. She was with me now, inside me. And there was no outrunning that.
What's your deal?" I asked in the hallway after class. "I know you did that." He shrugged. "So?" ... "That was rude, Daemon. You embarrassed him." ... "And I thought using your ... stuff would draw here?" ... "That was barley a blip on the map. That didn't even leave a trace on anyone." He lowered his head until the edges of his dark curled brushed my cheek. I was caught between wanting to crawl into my locker or crawl into him. "Besid..