I Hadn't Gotten Far When I Ran

What Hope Is There?" I Asked. "if Even Angels Fall, What Hope Is There For The Rest Of Us?

Adrian Suddenly Glanced Up At Me. Our Gazes Locked, And I Felt Like He Could Read My Mind. How Often Did He Think About That Kiss? And If He Really Was Crazy About Me, Did He Imagine More Than Just Kissing? Did He Fantasize About Me? What Kinds Of Things Did He Think About? His Lips On My Neck? His Hand On My Leg? And Was That Leg Bare . . . ?

Do Not Do That Again," He Said Stiffly. "don't Kiss Me Back Then," I Retorted. He Stared At Me For What Seemed Like Forever. "i Don't Give 'zen Lessons' To Hear Myself Talk. I Don't Give Them Because You're Another Student. I'm Doing This To Teach You Control." "you're Doing A Great Job," I Said Bitterly.

You Can't Force Love, I Realized. It's There Or It Isn't. If It's Not There, You've Got To Be Able To Admit It. If It Is There, You've Got To Do Whatever It Takes To Protect The Ones You Love.

Did You Follow Me From The Party?" "yes" "i Didn't Even Know You Were There." His Dark Clothes Indicated He Must Have Been On Guardian Duty At The Party. "so You Saw The Illustrious Janine Cause A Commotion By Dragging Me Out." "it Wasn't A Commotion. Hardly Anyone Noticed. I Saw Because I Was Watching You.