It seems like hours pass, both of us staring into each others eyes. I have no idea what she sees that holds her, but I can't look away either. She's giving me the look again, the one that makes me feel like a superhero.
Oh my God. I didn't. I couldn't have. No. no, no. Holy Crap, I did. I just shot Jason Pierce in the chest with a taser.
If you want to make a lie believable, you gotta weave it with the truth.” My brows furrow, confused by the comment. “What?” “Two truths and a lie, babe,” he says. “Makes the lie harder to pick up on.
