I'm Telling You, I Wanted

You Are So Beautiful, It Hurts Me Sometimes. -dimitri To Rose

Our Gazes Locked, So Much Passing Between Us. In Those Moments, I Wasn't In A Tent With Him, On The Run From Those Who Regarded Us As Villains. There Was No Murderer To Catch, No Strigoi Trauma To Overcome. There Was Just Him And Me And The Feelings That Had Burned Between Us For So Long.

Seth Laughed When He Saw Me. “hey,” I Said, Poking Him With My Foot, “be Nice.” “i Think This Is The First Time I’ve Ever Seen You Look Anything Less Than…” He Paused, Playing With Word Choice. “well-planned.” “why, You Silver-tongued Romantic Devil. That Is The Look I Usually Go For. Other Women Go For Sexy Or Chic Or Beautiful. But Me? Well-planned All The Way.” “you Know What I Mean. Besides, Unplanned Isn’t A Bad Look For You. Not Bad At All.” His Voice Sounded Deliciously Low And Dangerous, And Something Ignited Between Us As We Held Each Other’s Eyes.

Indeed. That Pony Collection Isn’t Nearly Complete,” Carter Mused. When I Dared A Look Back At Him, I Saw That The Angel Was Smiling At Me. “you See? You Aren’t Lost. No Matter What Happens To You, You Have A Plan. There’s Still Hope.

I Also Have A Feeling Your Mother’s Going To Have A Very Ugly Conversation With Me." – Dimitri