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" Are we going to do this again?” I grumbled. “Do what?” “The damsel-in-distress and knight-in-shining armor bit.” Pain flashed in his eyes. “That's not how I see us,” he murmured, sliding his hand to the side of my neck. “I told you before, you're no damsel. You're more like a butt-kicking dragon.” He caressed my cheek with his hand. “Oh, thanks.” I attempted to sound annoyed, but his touch melted away the irritation in my voice. “Plus, I've worn armor before, and trust me, it's not my style. "
― , ReAwakened (Angel Creek, #2)
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" I heard that Mayor Rivers’ speeches are absolutely riveting,” Ethan joked, winking.
“Oh, definitely.” My words were drenched in sarcasm. “I believe he called us strong, clever, and capable. There may even have been some irreplaceable, brilliant, and extraordinary thrown in there as well. Most of the speech was one big, fake thesaurus recitation. "
― , ReAwakened (Angel Creek, #2)
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" What are you doing here?”
“I‘m simply an innocent gentleman trying to survive an attack by a crazy girl,” he teased, grinning.
“I’m going to start counting down again,” I warned.
“Okay, okay. I’ll tell you everything. But first, can you call off your pet dagger, please? I’ll be good, I promise.”
I scoffed. “Why should I trust you?”
“Because…I’m irresistibly charming?” He turned his head back to look at me. “Pretty please?” he asked, giving me another one of his teasing smirks—a trademark move that no girl refused, I figured, vowing to never be one of those girls "
― , ReAwakened (Angel Creek, #2)