But Hale wasn't just a member of her crew who had messed up. He was Hale. Her Hale. And Kat just wanted him back.
Ally CarterYour mother brought a strange man to this house once, Katarina. I had hoped it might be a few years before history repeated itself.”
Kat rolled her eyes at the mention of her father. “Uncle Eddie, I brought Hale home ages ago,” she reminded him; but her uncle just shook his head.
“I've known my great-niece's friend. A boyfriend, on the other hand . . . that is a most different matter.”
“Yes, sir,” Hale said. He stood up a little straighter, spoke a little louder.
“You have a powerful family, boy.”
“Yes, sir,” Hale said. “Please don't hold them against me.”
Then Eddie gave a wry smile. “Who says I was talking about them?
Still half asleep and groggy, Kat squinted up through the shadows of the tiny space and into Hale's eyes. It was the closest they'd been in weeks. Whatever had stood between them was lost in the shadows, and Kat felt Hale's mouth press against hers. His fingers wove into her hair, holding her close, gripping her tightly. It was the hungriest kiss she'd ever known, and Kat let herself get lost in it. Forget. Tell herself that there was nothing they couldn't do as long as they were together.
But, then again, they were currently trapped in a closet on the thirty-seventh floor of a well-secured high-rise in the middle of the night, so perhaps her judgment was lacking.
“Sorry,” Hale said, breaking the kiss and pulling away.
Luck is a strange thing in the life of any thief and halfway decent con man. What is it that keeps the mark from counting the till or the guards from looking up at precisely the wrong moment? Kat had learned at a very young age that luck is for the amateur, the lazy---those who are unprepared and unskilled. And yet she also knew that luck, like most things, cannot be truly missed until it is also truly gone.
Ally CarterEasy there," Zach said when I stumbled into him. "Now's probably not the time to get handsy. You might want to control yourself.
Ally CarterTags: humor
The gentlemen would like to know if'- he cleared his throat- 'that boom was as bloody brilliant as they thought it was.
Ally CarterExcuse me, miss, but the young gentlemen say that you cannot get smoke without the boom, and they would like your advice on how to proceed.
Ally CarterYou were the only one who looked at me and didn't see her
Ally CarterTags: cammie-morgan zachary-goode catherine-goode
I've thrown enough punches in my life to know when someone is hurting.
Ally CarterLies," Mr Solomon said the next morning as he walked into the classroom. "We tell them to our friends," he said. "We tell them to our enemies. And eventually...we tell them to ourselves.
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