Try Me On Any Day That Doesn't

She Is Fine. She Hates Us Both But It Really Didn't Sound Like Anything Else Was Wrong

She Jerked Hastily Back To Avoid Stepping On It, And Her Shoulder Bumped His--he Put A Hand Out To Steady Her, Just As She Turned To Apologize And Then She Was Somehow In The Circle Of His Arm And He Was Kissing Her.

Will Moved To Object, But It Was Too Late; Henry Had Already Pressed The Button. There Was A Blinding Flare Of Light And A Whooshing Sound, And The Room Was Plunged Into Blackness. Tessa Gave A Yelp Of Surprise, And Jem Laughed Softly. "am I Blind?" Will's Voice Floated Out Of The Darkness, Tinged With Annoyance. "i'm Not Going To Be At All Pleased If You've Blinded Me, Henry.

They’re Not Hideous,” Said Tessa. Will Blinked At Her. “what?” “gideon And Gabriel,” Said Tessa. “they’re Really Quite Good-looking, Not Hideous At All.” “i Spoke,” Said Will, In Sepulchral Tones, “of The Pitch-black Inner Depths Of Their Souls.” Tessa Snorted. “and What Color Do You Suppose The Inner Depths Of Your Soul Are, Will Herondale?” “mauve,” Said Will.

Will Speechless For Once, A Glass Of Water Frozen Halfway To His Lips