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“Vlad made a mental note to amend the friend code: thou shalt not date the girl that thy best friend has a crush on...nor shalt thou try sticking thy best friend in the chest with a sharp hunk of wood.”
― Heather Brewer, Ninth Grade Slays

“But I think mostly it's your eyes. I want something from them no one else gets from them.'

'And what's that?' I asked, my voice low, almost hoarse. His words had affected me as deeply as any aphrodisiac.

'Soft.' His own voice had deepened with the highly sexual atmosphere. 'Soft the way only a woman's can be after she's come for me.”
― Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

“When I didn't say anything, he came closer, dropping slowly to his haunches so we were at eye level. My eyes searched his gorgeous face and for once, I wished I could break my own damn rules. I had a feeling Braden would be able to make me forget everything for a while.

We gazed at one another for what seemed like forever, not saying a word. I was expecting a lot of questions since it must have been clear to everyone, or at least the adults at the table, that I had had a panic attack. Surely, they were all wondering why, and I really didn't want to go back out there.

"Better?" Braden finally asked softly.

Wait. Was that it? No probing questions?

"Yeah." No, not really.

He must have read my reaction to his question in my face because he cocked his head to the side, his gaze thoughtful. "You don't need to tell me."

I cracked a humorless smile. "I'll just let you think I'm bat-shit crazy."

Braden smiled back at me. "I already know that.”
― Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

“I think we need to have sex now.'

His brows drew together. 'Why?'

'To remind us of what we're doing here,' I replied, my tone meaningful.

Braden's eyes narrowed. 'No,' he told me gruffly, squeezing my nape. 'I'd have sex with you for anything else but that.”
― Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

“Xav!
Got you. Not letting you go.
I realised I wasn't alone in mental deep space; he had always been there and could pilot me home.”
― Joss Stirling, Seeking Crystal

“Do you want to tell me why I'm getting the silent treatment?' He asked gruffly, his breath hot on my ear.

I hunched up my shoulders, pulling away. His voice had an effect on my body and I didn't want him to know that. 'I'm talking to you.'

'Barely.'

'I've got a lot on my mind.'

'Do you want to talk about it?'

'When have I ever wanted to talk about it?”
― Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

“Yves. You are goint to love him all over again when you meet him, believe me. You're married.'
'I'm what? But I can't be more than eighteen!'
'My son is very persuasive,' said Saul proudly.”
― Joss Stirling, Seeking Crystal

“Have you ever cheated on someone?"
Whoa. Where did that come from?
"Well?"
Was this an interview to date her brother?
Staring her straight in the eye so she would know I was being deadly serious, I replied more honestly than ever, trusting Ellie not to push me too much on the subject, "I never get close enough to anyone for that to be an issue.”
― Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

“Our eyes collided as heat rushed up my arm. The tingling between my legs intensified, the need in my gut moaned with want. All I could see was Braden, all I could smell was Braden, and his body was so close I imagined I could almost feel all of his hard strength pressing against me. Right then I wanted nothing more than to pull him into the ladies restroom and let him screw me hard against the wall.”
― Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

“I hadn't felt too awful lying to Braden since his three-sixty back into predatory hottie with wicked eyes and fuck-me smile was the sole reason I'd had to resort to lying in the first place.”
― Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

“I love you," I whispered hoarsely. "You're my favourite person." The tears blurred in my eyes again. "And if you ever tell anyone I cried during this moment I will withhold sex for a year.”
― Samantha Young, Castle Hill

“Henry held up his taco- formerly Vlad's- and grinned. " Little known fact, gentlemen. Tacos are the food of genius."
pg248 Henry to Vlad & Joss”
― Heather Brewer, Twelfth Grade Kills

“He[Crystal's father] had found my height amusing, referring to me as his "little girl" at every opportunity even though I could see the bald patch on top of his head fringed by curls when we stood side by side.”
― Joss Stirling, Seeking Crystal

“He looked incredulous, throwing his hands up in disbelief. "You snuck out of my flat like I was some drunken lay you were ashamed of."

He couldn't have been more wrong. I crossed my arms over my chest, a protective measure, as I shook my head and refused to meet his gaze.

"You want to disabuse me of that notion and tell me exactly why I got out of the shower this morning to find you'd buggered off?”
― Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

“Dylan, while he is in the shower and he and Joss are only seperated by the curtain and his invisibility:

Dylan: "Maybe if you would come in here and scrub my back it would speed things up."

Joss: "I'm not invisible."

Dylan: "I know this.”
― Susan Bischoff, Heroes 'Til Curfew

“Braden did not look amused. "Not even twenty our hours in and this arrangement is already exhausting the fuck out of me."

"Well you've given me four orgasms. That oughta take it out of a guy.”
― Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

“What if I mess this up?" I murmured.

Clark鈥檚 hand tightened over mine. "It鈥檚 not going to be perfect because no marriage is. You鈥檙e going to fight, clash, say things you don鈥檛 mean... When you love someone, these things can happen. But, Joss" 鈥揾e dipped his head to meet my gaze鈥� "the good you two will have together will always outweigh any bad. He smiled."And I think Braden鈥檚 proved there鈥檚 not much you can do to chase him off.”
― Samantha Young, Castle Hill

“What do you want to talk about until the flight is called?"

"Cold wind. Sleet. The ugly doorman at Club 39. Porridge."

I burst out laughing. "You mean anything that won鈥檛 give you an erection?"

He smiled at me, his eyes roaming my face lovingly. "Maybe we should just stop talking altogether. And put a bag over your head. And cover your legs."

"Just don鈥檛 look at me."

"I can still smell you."

"I could move."

"Dare move away from me and I鈥檒l put you over my knee, Wife."

"That doesn鈥檛 sound so bad.”
― Samantha Young, Castle Hill

“His new manager needed help tonight. Were you disappointed he wasn't there?"

"No," I answered quickly. Probably too quickly. Dammit, I missed pre-Braden Joss. "I just noticed a lack of ego in the room and thought 'hey, where's Braden?”
― Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

“Merry Christmas.鈥� he says quietly, pulling something from his back pocket.
I frown in confusion then smile in delight when I see what it is. It鈥檚 a shiny, sharp trowel with a holly green handle. It鈥檚 stolen from the gardens for sure. It is the single greatest gift I鈥檝e ever received.
鈥淚t鈥檚 so pretty.鈥� I whisper happily, turning it over to test its edge.
鈥淚 promised you something shiny.鈥�
鈥淎nd you delivered.鈥� I press my finger against the tip then pull it back quickly. 鈥淚t鈥檚 sharp.鈥�
鈥淲hy else have it, right? Keep it with you when you can. If something goes down while I鈥檓 gone I want to know you have it.鈥�
I nod my head as I slip it into my back pocket. The handle sticks up but the point is hidden.
When I look up at Vin my heart skips. His eyes are sharp, intense.
鈥淐ome with me.鈥� he commands quietly.
鈥淣o.鈥� I reply immediately.
I was waiting for this. From the moment he woke me up, the second I saw his eyes, I knew. And just as quickly as I recognized it, I knew what my answer would be.
He shakes his head in disbelief. 鈥淵ou know I鈥檓 not coming back here. Not for you, not for anyone.鈥�
鈥淢aybe not, but if I go with you then you definitely won鈥檛.鈥�
鈥淚t鈥檚 not going to work, Joss.鈥� he tells me seriously. 鈥淭he Hive won鈥檛 bite. They don鈥檛 want to rock the boat with the Colonies and the pot isn鈥檛 sweet enough to convince them to try. They鈥檒l pass and everyone here is going to either stay here forever or die in a revolt.鈥�
鈥淣ats included.鈥� I remind him coolly.
鈥淪he鈥檚 a big girl. She knows how it really is. She can yell at me all she wants, but she knows just as well as I do that no one will come here to help.鈥�
鈥淓specially if you don鈥檛 ask.鈥�
鈥淲hat the hell do you want from me?鈥� he whispers fiercely. 鈥淵ou want me to go out there and rally the troops, bring them back here riding on a tall white horse and save the day? I鈥檓 no hero. I never have been. It鈥檚 how I鈥檝e stayed alive.鈥�
鈥淚t鈥檚 also a great way to stay alone. And if you do this, if you go and pretend we don鈥檛 exist, then I鈥檒l pretend I never knew you. Nats will too, I鈥檓 sure. You鈥檒l be nothing to no one and won鈥檛 that make life easier for you? So go on and go, you coward, and don鈥檛 ever look back because there鈥檚 nothing to look back on. You were never even here far as I鈥檓 concerned.鈥�
I turn to leave him standing there in the cold beside the words I wrote to Ryan, words that have gone unnoticed and feel like nothing in the night. I鈥檓 spun around roughly and pinned against Vin鈥檚 chest. His breath is coming even and hard, sharp inhales and exhales that burst against my face leaving my skin freezing in their absence.
鈥淒on鈥檛 turn your back on me.鈥� he growls.
I can see the enforcer in him now. The hard ass who lived on the outside by the skin of his teeth and grit under his knuckles. It鈥檚 something I understand, something I can respect. Something I can relate to.
I lean closer, no longer being pulled but rather pushing against him until our faces almost touch.
鈥淣o, don鈥檛 you turn your back on me. On us.鈥� I whisper harshly, pushing at him aggressively. He lets me go and I stumble back from him.
鈥淚鈥檓 no hero.鈥� he repeats.
鈥淗ow do you know until you鈥檝e tried?鈥�
* * *
鈥淵ou鈥檒l come back for us, Vin.鈥� I whisper in his ear. 鈥淚 know you will.鈥�
I know no such thing, but I want it to be true and I can tell he does too so I tell him that it is. I lie to us both and I hope it makes it real.
Vin nods his head beside mine and buries his face in my shoulder. I do the same. We stand huddled together against the cold and the uncertainty of everything tomorrow will bring.”
― Tracey Ward

“It took you long enough to come back,鈥� Lexy tells me bitingly.
The girl is ruining my meal. Ever since the stable girls showed up, she鈥檚 been attached like glue to Vin鈥檚 side. I recognize it for what it is鈥攊nfatuation. No way Vin is leading her on. He barely tolerates her, which isn鈥檛 to say he isn鈥檛 sleeping with her, but he definitely isn鈥檛 putting pretty pictures in her head. She鈥檚 doing that all on her own.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 what he said,鈥� I grumble around a large bite of bread, gesturing to Vin.
鈥淲e were sure you鈥檇 left us to die.鈥�
鈥淪orry to disappoint.鈥�
鈥淒on鈥檛 be. We wouldn鈥檛 have been sorry to see you go.鈥�
I look up from my plate to eye her carefully. I do it for too long. She twitches under my stare, making me grin.
鈥溾€榃e,鈥� huh? You鈥檙e a 鈥榳e鈥� now?鈥�
Vin looks up sharply. 鈥淲hat? No.鈥�
鈥淰in,鈥� Lexy protests.
鈥淎re you sure?鈥� I ask him.
鈥淵es,鈥� he tells me angrily. He stares Lexy down. 鈥淎nd, no, we鈥檙e not a 鈥榳e.鈥� We鈥檙e nothing.鈥�
鈥淚鈥檓 sure he doesn鈥檛 mean it, Lex,鈥� I tell her consolingly. 鈥淣ever give up hope.鈥�
鈥淜itten,鈥� Vin growls in warning.
Lexy shoots me an icy stare from across the table. It鈥檚 cute how hard she tries. 鈥淏e sure to watch your back out there, Kitten,鈥� she spits sarcastically. 鈥淚鈥檇 hate to see you get hurt.鈥�
I put up my finger in her face, getting serious. 鈥淲atch yourself. You鈥檙e toeing a dangerous line with me right now and I don鈥檛 want to have to remind you what happened to the last girl who threatened me. Forget Vin, I鈥檒l put you to bed with Caroline. You get me?鈥�
Lexy pales. She glances once at Vin, then Ryan and Trent. All of them keep their heads down, carefully pretending they have no idea what鈥檚 happening. Finally she stands slowly, turns, and leaves without a word.
鈥淲ell, that鈥檚 handy,鈥� I mumble, picking up my bread.
鈥淜inda harsh,鈥� Ryan comments.
I hate that I immediately feel a twinge of guilt just from those two words from him. 鈥淚 did him a favor,鈥� I say defensively. 鈥淭hat girl was one kiss away from collecting his hair. I don鈥檛 have time for that kind of crazy.鈥�
鈥淎men to that,鈥� Vin says heartily, raising his glass to me.
鈥淐alm down, Romeo. You鈥檙e the idiot who keeps getting us into these situations.鈥�
鈥溾€楿s鈥�?鈥� he asks with a sly grin. 鈥淎re we an 鈥榰s鈥� now?鈥�
鈥淣o,鈥� Ryan replies darkly.”
― Tracey Ward

“Next time I expect you to act a little friendlier and remember that we would like to get out of here before we die.鈥�
He rises to leave but I stand quickly as well, leaning over the table and shoving my finger in his face.
鈥淎nd next time you try and remember that you鈥檙e not my pimp, I鈥檓 not one of your girls and if you want my help you鈥檒l watch the way you talk to me. Understood?鈥�
This is a moment in my life when I seriously wonder if I鈥檓 going to get slapped. I鈥檓 mouthing off to a Stable Boy from The Hive, a guy whose job it is to keep women in line, doing what they鈥檙e told and making the very testy, very violent men at the top of his food chain happy. He minds the coffers and the coins all have PMS. It can鈥檛 be an easy job. It could easily be one he manages with an iron fist.
His jaw works under the taught skin of his face. It clenches and releases as he chews on what I鈥檝e said. He carefully, dispassionately considers me. His calm is freaking me out. I鈥檇 rather he was yelling. I鈥檇 almost rather he hit me. Eventually what he does is smile.
鈥淯nderstood, Kitten.鈥� he replies, his voice low and rough.
His eyes bore into me with a heat that I recognize. A hunger I鈥檝e seen before.”
― Tracey Ward