This is the ultimate bad-boy date, isn't it? Breaking into a different country."
"Hey, it makes a change from hot-wiring cars together."
"Been there, done that....Alex seriously, are you sure no one's going to shoot us?
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I’m Hana,” Hana says. “And this is Lena.” She jabs me with an elbow. I
know I must look like a fish, standing there with my mouth gaping open, but I’m
too outraged to speak. He’s lying. I know he’s the one I saw yesterday, would bet
my life on it.
“Alex. Nice to meet you.” Alex keeps his eyes on me as he and Hana shake
hands. Then he extends a hand to me. “Lena,” he says thoughtfully. “I’ve never
heard that name before.
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For a second we just stand there in silence. Then, suddenly, Alex is back,
easy and smiling again. “I left a note for you one time. In the Governor’s fist, you
know?”
I left a note for you one time. It’s impossible, too crazy to think about, and I
hear myself repeating, “You left a note for me?”
“I’m pretty sure it said something stupid. Just hi, and a smiley face, and my
name. But then you stopped coming.” He shrugs. “It’s probably still there. The
note, I mean. Probably just a bit of paper pulp by now.
I’ve been trying so hard not to think his name, not to even breathe the idea of him
Lauren OliverTags: alex
You told me you wanted to marry Seth's bed, and then you told me you'd marry me if I asked. After that, you started to-"
"Enough," I groaned, wanting to crawl under the blankets.
Alex loved books. He was the one who first introduced me to poetry. That's another reason I can't read anymore.
Lauren OliverTags: delirium alex lena lauren-oliver pandemonium
It’s not great. What kind of connection is this? A one-way hotline to Pervyville?” I took a step forward, on a roll now. “It’s disgusting. Freaky—stop laughing, Seth!
Jennifer L. ArmentroutFirst I need to do something.’ He pulled me closer towards him until our lips were almost touching.
‘What might that be?’ I managed to stutter, closing my eyes, anticipating the warmth of his lips against mine. But the kiss didn’t come. I opened my eyes. Alex had jumped to his feet.
‘Swim,’ he said, grinning at me. ‘Come on.’
‘Swim?’ I pouted, unable to hide my disappointment that he wanted to swim rather than make out with me.
Alex pulled his T-shirt off in one swift move. My eyes fell straightaway to his chest – which was tanned, smooth and ripped with muscle, and which, when you studied it as I had done, in detail, you discovered wasn’t a six-pack but actually a twelve-pack.
My eyes flitted to the shadowed hollows where his hips disappeared into his shorts, causing a flutter in parts of my body that up until three weeks ago had been flutter-dormant. Alex’s hands dropped to his shorts and he started undoing his belt.
I reassessed the swimming option. I could definitely do swimming.
He shrugged off his shorts, but before I could catch an eyeful of anything, he was off, jogging towards the water. I paused for a nanosecond, weighing up my embarrassment at stripping naked over my desire to follow him. With a deep breath, I tore off my dress then kicked off my underwear and started running towards the sea, praying Nate wasn’t doing a fly-by.
The water was warm and flat as a bath. I could see Alex in the distance, his skin gleaming in the now inky moonlight. When I got close to him, his hand snaked under the water, wrapped round my waist and pulled me towards him. I didn’t resist because I’d forgotten in that instant how to swim. And then he kissed me and I prayed silently and fervently that he took my shudder to be the effect of the water.
I tried sticking myself onto him like a barnacle, but eventually Alex managed to pull himself free, holding my wrists in his hand so I couldn’t reattach. His resolve was as solid as a nuclear bunker’s walls. Alex had said there were always chinks. But I couldn’t seem to find the one in his armour. He swam two long strokes away from me. I trod water and stayed where I was, feeling confused, glad that the night was dark enough to hide my expression.
‘I’m just trying to protect your honour,’ he said, guessing it anyway.
I groaned and rolled my eyes. When was he going to understand that I was happy for him to protect every other part of me, just not my honour?
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Seth threw me a mischievous grin. “I can’t have Marcus just walking in on us. What if I want to snuggle on these cold New York nights?”
My frown increased. “We don’t snuggle.”
He dropped his arm over my shoulder, and the scent of mint and something wild tickled my nose. “How about we cuddle?”
“We don’t do that either.”
“But you’re my cuddle bunny. My little Apollyon cuddle—” I punched him in the side.
Hmm… I’m having this strange sense of déjà vu, except you were telling me to stay out of your training business, and I told you how weird—” “That’s funny.” Aiden’s full lips twisted into a smirk. “I’m having the same feeling, except I said you should—” “Oh, for the love of baby daimons everywhere, I’m ready to start practice.” I pushed up from the chair.
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