Charlotte shrugged. “In the end, greed makes the world go round,” she proclaimed. “Although, revenge isn’t very far behind either.” She chuckled at her own joke.
Ada AdamsDon’t worry, even if I don’t tell them, my little brother will. I’m pretty sure he was born for the sole purpose of making my life a living hell,” Seth muttered, then noticing that his parents’ friends were drawing near, rushed off to hide.
Ada AdamsFor the first time since we began our sparring match, I was suddenly aware of him—all of him. Aware of the soft black curls tumbling across his forehead; aware of the firm muscles on his chest and stomach; aware of the intense heat in his silver eyes. Most of all, I was aware of the strong current coursing through my body, luring me toward him. Without further hesitation, he laced his fingers through my hair and pulled me deeper into him. His lips collided against mine, drawing me out of the darkness toward a warm, safe light. With a simple kiss, he had managed to dispel so much of my pain.
Ada AdamsThey managed to describe fifteen different weapons you’re an expert in, but they couldn’t even mention that I’m running for prom queen?” Brooke moaned.
Ada AdamsI thought that you said that your name was reserved only for family.” A small smile broke through his stoic expression.
“The way I see it, even if you don’t come around and realize that you can’t resist my striking looks and enticing charm, and that you desperately want to spend the rest of your life in my arms—”
“Which will never happen…”
“—you’ll eventually end up with my silly little brother. Who, just to warn you, despite being a great guy, is nowhere near as handsome and charming as I.
I have no idea what he wants. Maybe he needs to remind you to pack your skimpiest swimsuit.” He paused. “Oh, wait, no. That’s me.” He grinned as I rolled my eyes.
“Why do I even try to have normal conversations with you?” I asked him. “Because you like talking to me.
Brooke groaned. “Couple or not, isn't he like from the 1800's? Chivalry isn't dead, you know.”
“I can't believe you actually know what the word chivalry means,” Sophie said, laughing.
“Brooke's vocabulary is very extensive when it comes to talking about guys,” I teased, relieved that the conversation had shifted away from Sebastian.
I'm sure it's not what it looks like.” Sophie's meek voice held a note of pity.
Brooke's, on the other hand, was laced with anger. “What the heck is he thinking?”
“There must be a reasonable explanation for his actions.”
“Ugh. Could that dress be any shorter?”
“She's probably just a friend.”
“You're way prettier than her, Dawn.” “Maybe she's his cousin?” Sophie asked hopefully.
Brooke snorted. “Yeah, if you mean kissing cousin.
His tone made me think that he wasn’t just talking about this date with Lena, but I didn’t have long to contemplate the thought. I was completely distracted by the fact that his arms had somehow found their way around my waist and were gently pulling me to him. My own body responded with a slight tremble, spilling over with tension as his mouth slowly sought out mine. “I wanted to do this all day,” he murmured huskily. His lips inched closer as I lifted mine to meet them.
Ada AdamsAnd…Dawn?”
“Yes?”
“Be careful.”
“Be careful dancing?”
He smiled. “The way you dance, that wouldn’t be bad advice.” Then he lost the smile and his cool eyes blazed with a strange current I’d never seen. “Be careful…always.
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