Claire stretched out against the wall and kissed it. Glad to see you, too, she whispered, and pressed her cheek against the smooth surface. It almost felt like it hugged her back.Dude, it's a , Shane...
You couldn't be romantic if your life depended on it. You know what's lucky? Most bad guys don't ask you to be romantic on command, so that probably won't matter.
Claire said. I might be able to get him to stop. Who, crazy dude? Maybe. Or he might pull your head off, Shane said. I kind of worry.She couldn’t help but smile. Yeah?A little bit.That’s …nice.He stud...
As he filled the mug with coffee, Michael waited for Shane to make some sense. Which Shane finally did, holding up the cheaply printed white flyer. It curled around the edges from where it had been ro...
You sound disappointed. Shane’s voice came out faint and thready, and he put his head back against the cushions as he squeezed his eyes shut. Damn, I hate this. I really do.I know, Oliver said. Your b...
And then it was between Shane and Claire on who retreated first. Uou go, he said.Why?Shane and Pete exchangedblooks. Seriously? Pete asked.Yeah, she's like that, Shane said, and turned to her. Because...
Maybe you're not his type. Michael saidOh, now you're just being insulting.
I paused in the act of opening the door and looked at him with what were probably cartoon-wide eyes. Wait a second, I said. So, you're best friends with a hot vampire chick who likes leather.Yeah.And...
I think I'd fall for you no matter what, Claire. You're kind of awesome.
I don't matter here, Shane. I feel like I just don't matter. Stupid, right?No, he said. He sounded so gentle it broke her heart. It's how most people feel most of the time, Claire. You've grown up bei...
I think—I think it’s a big deal. Bigger for him and Eve than for most people.' Shane kept his eyes down, fixed on the sidewalk and the steps they were taking. 'Look, ask him, okay? This is girl talk....
I'll do it!No, you won't, Shane and Michael said, at virtually the same time. Shane continued. You're barely on your feet, Claire. You don't go anywhere, not without me.And me, Michael said.Hell, Eve...
I'm going to have to give him shit for all this,' Shane said, as he wandered around. 'He lives alone and makes his bed? Who does that?''People who like things neat?''Its not natural.
I'm so glad you're okay.So, how do we celebrate my okayness? It's my day off. Let's go crazy. Glow-in-the-dark bowling?NoI'll let you use the kiddie ball.Shut up. I do NOT need the kiddie ball.The way...
If you ask me if I'm okay again, I'm going to smack myself in the face just to punish you.
I don't like this, he said. I don't like knowing you can't forgive me, Claire. Please, I said I was sorry, what do you want me to do? Beg?I will. I'll get on my knees right here if you want.
I’m taking off my shoes.’’ ‘‘Fine. Shoes off.’’ ‘‘And my pants.’’ ‘‘Don’t push it, Claire.
Keys, she repeated, and slowly stepped back. What do you mean, keys?Car keys. As in, give them up. Now. Shane had that look -- hard, and no bullshit. We don't have time for your drama, Monica. Nobody...
Look, I hate good-byes, too. But sometimes, we need them just to survive.
He (Michael) was gone in a whisper of air, hardly making any sound at all, and Claire shivered and leaned against Shane’s solid, very human warmth. His arms went around her, and he touchedhis lips lig...
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