I hoisted myself onto my elbows. "Yeah, well, if I ever come back as a Grigori, then I'll kick your ass." "You'll come back, and you'll be a Grigori." He spoke with such certainty it made me smile. "I doubt very greatly, however, that you'll kick my ...
You are you and you are me. You are the Keshet.
Embraced in Isaac’s wings, I decided that change wasn’t such a bad thing. It actually gave flight to a whole new world I couldn’t wait to explore.
I'm tipsy." I corrected, "and it's my birthday and I want to dance. Come one, Linc, it won't kill you.
Ever heard the phrase, 'candy is dandy but liquor is quicker?'" Great she wanted to get me drunk. "Ah...ever heard of underage!" "Where there's a will there's a way," she said, matter-of-factly. "That's your great plan?
It's going to be like an...aura, I guess." He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow. "Explain?" "Like even though there are outside forces pushing through the walls, in here it's like a bubble of goodness. Like coming home." I could feel him smilin...
I pushed passed him. He grabbed my hand and swung me back towards him. Then he pushed me against the wall and... he kissed me. He ran his thumb along my jawline and down my throat, hips pinning me to the wall. He kissed me slowly and with intensity, ...
If I didn't have Lincoln's butt to stare at the whole time, motivation would be a lot harder to come by.
