No, No. It's Always A Good Time

Your Hair," Repeated Dimitri. His Eyes Were Wide, Almost Awestruck. "your Hair Is Beautiful." I Didn't Think So, Not In Its Current State. Of Course, Considering We Were In A Dark Alley Filled With Bodies, The Choices Were Kind Of Limited. "you See? You're Not One Of Them. Strigoi Don't See Beauty. Only Death. You Found Something Beautiful. One Thing That's Beautiful." Hesitantly, Nervously, He Ran His Fingers Along The Strands I'd Touched Earlier. "but Is It Enough?" "it Is For Now." I Pressed A Kiss To His Forehead And Helped Him Stand. "it Is For Now.

Fine" I Said Icily. "i'll Do This. But I Want It Noted That I'm Doing This Against My Will." "i Think We Already Figured That Out, Miss Hathaway.

When We Were Almost To The Other Campus, I Felt The Weird Nausea Hit Me. I Called A Warning To Christian, Just As A Strigoi Grabbed Him. But Christian Was Fast. Flames Wreathed The Strigoi's Head. He Screamed And Released Christian, Trying Frantically To Put The Flames Out. The Strigoi Never Saw Me Coming With The Stake. The Whole Thing Took Under A Minute. Christian And I Exchanged Looks. Yeah. We Were Badasses.

While I'm Fine With You Two Dating And Being Happy, Please Try Not To Break His Heart Too Much When The Time Comes.

Wine's Terrible For Babies." Dorian Swept Into The Sitting Room To Join Me, Elegantly Arranging Himself On A Love Seat That Displayed His Purple Velvet Robes To Best Effect. "well Of Course It Is. I'd Never Dream Of Giving Wine To An Infant! What Do You Take Me For, A Barbarian? But For You... Well, It Might Go A Long Way To Make You A Little Less Jumpy. You've Been Positively Unbearable To Live Around. "i Can't Have It Either. It Affects The Babies In Utero.