Note Even Moroi Give Licenses

I'd Never Expected My First Time To Be In A Cabin In The Woods, But I Realized The Place Didn't Matter. The Person Did. With Someone You Loved, You Could Be Anywhere, And It Would Be Incredible. Being In The Most Luxurious Bed In The World Wouldn't Matter If You Were With Someone You Didn't Love.

My God, Sage. Your Eyes. How Have I Never Noticed Them?" That Uncomfortable Feeling Was Spreading Over Me Again. "what About Them?" "the Color," He Breathed. "when You Stand In The Light. They're Amazing... Like Molten Gold. I Could Paint Those..." He Reached Toward Me But Then Pulled Back. "they're Beautiful. You're Beautiful.

Your Hair," Repeated Dimitri. His Eyes Were Wide, Almost Awestruck. "your Hair Is Beautiful." I Didn't Think So, Not In Its Current State. Of Course, Considering We Were In A Dark Alley Filled With Bodies, The Choices Were Kind Of Limited. "you See? You're Not One Of Them. Strigoi Don't See Beauty. Only Death. You Found Something Beautiful. One Thing That's Beautiful." Hesitantly, Nervously, He Ran His Fingers Along The Strands I'd Touched Earlier. "but Is It Enough?" "it Is For Now." I Pressed A Kiss To His Forehead And Helped Him Stand. "it Is For Now.

Metaphors. This Was The Cost Of Making Out With An Artist.

Oh... Adrian, I've Got One More Favor To Ask You. A Big One." "fondue?" He Asked Hopefully.