Are you scared?” he asked. “No.” “Me neither.” But I was pretty sure we were both lying.
We need to find something to hold your pants up or it’s going to be a very scandalous evening. Well, more so than it already is.
Mercifully, all the girls let out light giggles, so I blended in. The little traitor!
It was like he knew how to treat a lady, he just didn’t know how to treat a date.
He chuckled. “He’d be outside. You wouldn’t even know he was there.” “I would too,” I complained. “I’d sense his presence.
How can the truth make anything worse?
I was selfish and had a horrible temper, and I didn’t like being in front of people.
There’s no stopping that woman.” “It must run in the family.
It’s a funny thing that to be a product of a fairytale romance. It’s another thing to think you might find one yourself. You can read the stories and watch the movies, you can think you know how it all unfolds. But the truth is love is as much fate as it is planning, as a beauty as it is a disaster.
If the Ocean had a face to glare into, I would have shot Her a vicious look.
If it was nineteen years until my new life began, that meant that I was now a hundred years old. He was the singularly most beautiful thing I had seen in a hundred years.
I’m not changing everything about me to cater to some guy I don’t even know.” Or like, I added in my head. “Oh, my. Do we have an individual here?
Maxon was so stiff and quiet. It was hard to imagine anyone being happy with such a wimp.
If you don’t want me to be in love with you you’re going to have to stop looking so lovely.
He paused, looking pained, and I took some consolation in the fact that he didn’t seem to want to hurt me. “When I found I had feelings for someone else.” At least that was easier to handle than my initial worry. “Carrie?” He shook his head. “Ean.” I was driven to absolute silence. Ean? Like, Ean Ean? I.
I admired the thought of a common boy feeling brave enough to face the challenge of becoming prince. But no one was going to tie me down before I was ready, and I was going to make sure those poor suckers knew what they were signing up for.
I’m not sure they’ll tell me if you’re not there.
You know, I once read a book about people who practiced polygamy. One man with several wives. Crazy. I was just in a room with eight very unhappy woman and I have no idea why anyone would choose that.
I let out a sound that wasn’t quite a laugh. “Of course, because the only way I could possibly like men is if I bowed down at their feet?
Just before the doors closed, he gave me a wink and a crooked smile, and I was left there, grinning like an idiot.