All he said was, "Here, have your dinfast. Then we can start packing."
"Dinfast," Nick repeated.
"Dinner and breakfast!" Alan said triumphantly. "Like brunch."
Nick subjected him to a long, judgemental stare. "There's something very wrong with you," he said at last. "I thought you should know.
Well," Nick said as Alan gave him a stern look over the top of his glasses and Nick rolled his eyes and buckled his seat belt. "Let's examine the events of the past twenty-four hours in Exeter. Ravens in the kitchen, snakes in the living room, demon marks on you, magicians sending us stupid messages, and at the end of it all you got was the boy's telephone number.
Sarah Rees BrennanI've changed my mind," said Nick. "The demons can have you.
Sarah Rees BrennanRemember," he called. "Just be yourself, and everyone will love you!"
Nick rolled his eyes and made a rude gesture, and Alan drove the car away laughing.
It's the closest place to Exeter they could have chosen," Alan said. "We can pick up Mae and Jamie on the way."
Nick rolled his eyes. "Thrill me, why don't you.
Unfortunately, the headlights of the car were bright enough for them to see Mae's outfit quite clearly.
"Oh my God," said Nick, and shut his eyes. Jamie gave a small, nervous laugh.
"What?" Mae demanded. "Alan told us that we were supposed to dress as we truly are!"
"And you felt that what you truly are is a Christmas tree with too much tinsel." Nick grinned. "Huh.
Can't you see I would do anything to be your everything?
Georgia CatesTag: nick
I am interested in you, Gretchen." When I still won't look at him, he presses his fingers against my jaw and gently turns my face. He is looking straight in my eyes when he says, "I'm interested in you."
His midnight blues burn with an intensity that almost makes me believe him. Makes me want to believe him. He knows just the right thing to say to mess with my mind. He always has. He leans closer, watching me. His lips are a breath away from mine.
This time I'm not buying it.
My knee connects with his soft spot and he doubles over, gasping for air.
"Find your own way home," I snap before turning and marching back to my car.
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It's a crime to be that hot and yet, that evil.
E.C. NewmanTag: humor nick phase nick-birch
We’re here to see Connor,” Dad said.
The woman nodded and hit a button on the control panel. “You’re set to go down.”
“Thank you, Marshie,” Dad said. He motioned us over to a door beneath the staircase.
Nick leaned in. “ ‘You’re set to go down’?” he echoed. “That’s comforting.
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