Sage?" Adrian Lightly Touched My Arm, And

Hope Implies That You Think You Have A Chance At Something.

You Fixed Yourself. You Didn’t Need Me.” “no, Sydney.” My Voice Was Ragged. “i Do Need You. You Have No Idea How Much I Need You.

Is It True? You Had A Clean Getaway And Risked It All For Me?" I Swallowed. "it Wouldn't Have Been A Clean Getaway Without You.

Somehow, Sydney Had An Internal Clock That Told Her When Time Was Up. I Think It Was Part Of Her Inherent Ability To Keep Track Of A Hundred Things At Once. Not Me. In These Moments, My Thoughts Were Usually Focused On Getting Her Shirt Off And Whether I’d Get Past The Bra This Time. So Far, I Hadn’t.

Jerome Sighed And Set Down His Fork. "are You Still Doing That, Georgie? Don't I Suffer Enough Without Having To Endure The Humiliation Of A Succubus Who Moonlights As A Christmas Elf?" "you Always Said I Should Quit The Bookstore And Find Something Else To Do," I Reminded Him. "yes, But That Was Because I Thought You'd Go On To Do Something Respectable. Like Become A Stripper Or The Mayor's Mistress.