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1 " An expression crossed her face – one that I imagined had crossed my own face quite a few times when I was close to Dylan. It was a look that said something along the lines of – ‘my God, you’re an idiot, but for some unfathomable reason … I kind of like you. "
― A.A. Albright , So Very Unfae (A Riddler's Edge Cozy Mystery #5)
2 " Meow,” he said. “You should take a peek outside.”“I will if you promise not to say meow again.”“Hey, I’m a cat. Cats say meow.”“No. Cats meow. Cats don’t say meow.”“Meow.” He held up a paw. “All right, all right. It was just something I was trying out. "
3 " Did I say we weren’t a good match? What I meant to say was that we were the best match. We had to be, didn’t we? Because who else would want a couple of emotionally-stunted weirdos like us? "
4 " For some reason, the thought of Dylan shopping seemed incredibly strange to me. He seemed too grumpy to shop. He seemed too grumpy to do almost anything, except for stand around glowering. "
5 " I didn’t need to pull out my press pass in order to make my way to the centre of things – everyone in town knew by now that, if there was anything exciting or horrific going on, I was the person most likely to butt right on in and make it my business. "
6 " I gave my favourite wizard a wave and a smile, and then watched with amazement as he somehow managed to eat a turkey and stuffing sandwich, take pictures of the scene, and wave his scanner around to test for magical traces. When he tossed back his head to slurp down some coffee at the same time as he changed his camera filter, I was even more astounded. That wizard had skills. "
7 " Sure, I normally liked to get to the bottom of things, but not now. Now would be a thoroughly inconvenient time for mystery and intrigue. It was Christmas. And Solstice. And … that weird vampire mourning festival, too. It was time for tinsel, bright lights and overindulging. "
8 " He gave me a sceptical look. ‘You’re sure you’ve nothing to say on the matter?’I let out an ever so innocent cough. Nothing like coughing and ahem-ing to draw attention away from oneself. Wait … it’s the opposite, isn’t it? Crap. "
9 " He took hold of my hand, his voice husky. ‘You have been the most irritating intrusion into my life. And honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way. You’ve forced me to stop feeling sorry for myself. You’ve forced me to see things from other people’s point of view. You’ve forced me to overlook the fact that you say criminy more than any person ever should. Basically, you’ve forced me to be a less grumpy version of myself. "
10 " I glared at my familiar. ‘You couldn’t have led with that?’He shrugged his little shoulders. ‘I could have. But then I wouldn’t have gotten to see your angry face. I’ve grown rather fond of it. I like the way your eyes get all small and slit-like. How your nostrils flare. How that steam comes out of your ears …’I picked him up and kissed his nose. ‘I’m glad you like it, darling. Because you’re going to be seeing my angry face for quite some time to come. "