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21 " And why is Heather wearing pink? Come on, people."Heather rolled her eyes and disappeared back inside the tent, reappearing a minute later with a dark gray T-shirt on."Better?" She cocked her head at tristan."Yes. You've just extended your life by at least an hour. "
― Chelsea Fine , Avow (The Archers of Avalon, #3)
22 " You know what would be really nice right now? Coffee. I'd really go for some coffee." Just the idea made her salivate.He scowled. "How can you think about coffee right now?""I don't know. Maybe caffeine is how I cope." She thought for a moment. "Although usually I'm a crier. Are you a crier?""No.""Not even sad movies or weddings?""No.""What about commercials with little puppies that need a home?"He blinked. "Please stop talking.""Hmm," she said slowly. "Maybe talking is how I cope." Her hands started falling asleep. "You know what else would be really nice right now?""An off button? "
23 " So..." Heather nodded slowly. "We're still here.""Yep. I think your team of SWAT guys got lost. Probably looking for their shirts."She made a face at him. "You're effing hilarious.""I try. "
24 " A little heads up would have been nice.Hey Heather, since we're history partners and all, I figured I should tell you I'm a murderer. But I'm hot so it's okay.From now on, Heather was going to do background checks on all her buddies. "
25 " Raven made a face at the blood that now stained her fingertips. She wiped her hand on his jeans until the blood was all gone.Gabriel watched her with narrowed eyes and said, "You look old."Heather's mouth fell open.Good God. Don't anger the crazy lady.Raven slapped him, hard. "That's what happens when your supply of fountain water starts to run out and you have to dilute it. You age. Magic can only do so much.""Sucks to be you," Gabriel said.Clearly, he did not value his life. "
26 " I’m not immortal. I’m totally killable.” She sucked in a breath as her pitch rose. “And I’m blond. Blonds always die first. "
― Chelsea Fine , Awry (The Archers of Avalon, #2)
27 " Wha—what was that?” Heather lifted a brow. “What was that 'hey bro, make sure the blond chick doesn’t cut any body parts off' look? Because I’ll have you know, I’m an expert with butcher knives.”Tristan pointed at the weapon in Heather’s hand. “That’s a machete.”Puckering her lips, Heather looked at the blade. “Aren’t they the same thing?”“I’m going to pretend like you didn’t just say that. Everybody ready? "
28 " I'm going to die. I'm going to die. I'm going to die-No.Heather took a deep breath and tried to think about something else. Anything else.Like ponies.Ponies were a happy thought. They were nice and gentle and they never kidnapped people or strapped them to cold warehouse pillars.Ponies, ponies, ponies-"Tie him up by the girl and for God's sake don't kill him!" Clare's - er, Raven's - voice was like nails on a chalkboard as it floated into Heather's ears.Any attempts to think of ponies came to an abrupt halt. "
29 " Scarlet was in pain all night because she wouldn’t let me sleep with her. "
30 " But you can't be afraid to love." She looks at me seriously. "Love isn't safe and life isn't guaranteed. So yeah, I could die and you could lose Levi and your heart could hurt again, but that's just life. The only alternative--Sarah, look at me--the only alternative is living without fully loving anyone else. And that's not living at all. "
― Chelsea Fine , Best Kind of Broken (Finding Fate, #1)
31 " And your plan is what?" Nate said as he and Scarlet followed after him. "You're just going to drive around until you see a sign that says Raven's Secret Hostage Lair?"Tristan wasn't sure what he was going to do, but hanging out in an alley all night certainly wasn't going to bring Gabriel back any faster. "What's the alternative? Go back home, east some Lucky Charms and get some sleep? I don't think so.""Why are you hating on my cereal? "
32 " His dark hair was still wet and fell around his head in a tousled way that was too sexy for his own good.Scarlet wanted to run her hands through it - but oh wait. That could kill him.Definitely too sexy for his own good. "
33 " And on that note," Nate smiled at them, "I'm leaving. I think I've got everything I need from you two. Good luck with all your relationship drama. Glad to see you kids are finally working things out. And by 'working things out', I mean bickering like an old divorced couple. So fun. "
34 " Tristan frowned, not sure if he wanted to live forever.He hadn't even wanted to wake up that morning.Forever seemed a bit ambitious. "
35 " I am now scowling.""You are. And its adorable. But only in small doses.""Well, we cannot all be ridiculously jolly like you.""Ah, but we should. "
36 " Why is he still here?" she asked, pointing to Tristan. A muscle flexed in his scruffy jaw. Why did he always have sexy scruff. Did the man not own a razor? "
37 " You can't sit next to me. You'll ruin my game.""What game?" she says. "You're a white guy wearing a gold chain. You have no game. "
38 " Zack looks at Jenna and slowly pulls off his sunglasses. "Why, hello, beautiful," he says. "I'm Zack." He shows off his dimples. "And you are...?""Not going to sleep with you," Jenna quips, grinning right back at him.His smile widens. "Well played. "
39 " He looked at her with his green don't-lie-to-me-woman eyes and Scarlet dropped her guilty gaze to the mahogany desktop, searching around until she found a paperweight shaped like a pyramid to stare at. "
40 " When you bring something back from the brink of death, it fights harder to thrive. "