I Didn't Think My Day Could Get

We Cannot Road Trip To Paris.

I Like You Being The Sinner You Are. -adrian Ivashkov

Rose!" I Looked To My Right And Saw Adrian Cutting Across The Lawn Toward Me, Oblivious To The Slush's Effects On His Designer Shoes. "did You Just Call Me 'rose'?" I Asked. "and Not 'little Dhampir'? I Don't Think That's Ever Happened." "it Happens All The Time," He Countered, Catching Up To Me.

I Sighed And Stared Off Without Any Particular Focus. "i Miss Him So Much." "i'm Sorry," She Said. "will It Ever Get Better?" The Question Seemed To Catch Her By Surprise. "i...i Don't Know.

I Think Adrian Really Likes You. Like, In A Wanting-to-be-serious Way." "nope. He Likes Me In A Wanting-to-get-the-clothes-off-the-cute-dhampir Way.