Everything between us is sick... twisted. And it doesn't have to be."
"Shh, shh." He rocked her in his arms. Never had he comforted another in such a manner. He was awkward with this as well.
"I h-hate you s-so much." She sobbed so hard her body quaked against him, her tears wetting his chest.
"I know.
- Kresley Cole
Speaking of the sick, twisted freak, have you caught sight of the bastard?"
Jack gave a short, expressive snort. "Um, that would be a negative. I've never actually seen Sean."
"I sent you an image."
"Tails and horns aren't exactly the real deal, ken. You gave me a picture of the devil.
- Christine Feehan
"Shh, shh." He rocked her in his arms. Never had he comforted another in such a manner. He was awkward with this as well.
"I h-hate you s-so much." She sobbed so hard her body quaked against him, her tears wetting his chest.
"I know.
- Kresley Cole
Speaking of the sick, twisted freak, have you caught sight of the bastard?"
Jack gave a short, expressive snort. "Um, that would be a negative. I've never actually seen Sean."
"I sent you an image."
"Tails and horns aren't exactly the real deal, ken. You gave me a picture of the devil.
- Christine Feehan
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