Now, now, you aren't afraid of monsters in the dark, are you?" I caught a flash of her eyes, winking wickedly at me.
"No," I said, shivering. After all, I was one of them.
Jack shook his head. "Not one of my many talents, sadly. But if you have a cherry stem I can show you a really cool one.
Kiersten WhiteSomething smashed to the ground. Jack looked at me, all the mugs forgotten. "I'm not going to let anyone kill you." He grinned. "If I don't get to, no one should.
Kiersten WhiteI want to get you out of here."
"Don't you mean you want me to get you out of here?"
He took my hand—yeah, my hand again. I was liking this. A lot. "No, I mean I want to get you out. This shouldn't be your life. You deserve a lot more. Like a locker."
"And a driver's license?"
"Let's not get carried away.
You stink like a faerie, all flowers and sunshine and evil manipulation.
Kiersten WhiteSo, we’ve got a problem,” I said.
“What?” Lend yelled.
“We’ve got a problem!” I shouted.
“No, I heard that. I mean, what’s the problem now?
I added watching Lend walk to the things I missed most about him.
Kiersten WhiteYou wonderful girl. I’ve missed you so much.”
“Well, now that we’re both unemployed fugitives, think of how much time we’ll have to hang out!
Maybe I shouldn’t mouth off to the elemental I kinda hoped was my
future mother-in-law.
...lying spread-eagled in the hall with only my ankle inside
the room that kept me prisoner here. They really should have thought of that and tagged my neck or something.
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