Adrian was easily distractible by wacky topics and shiny objects.
Georgina,” He murmured, pulling me closer. “You are the world.
My skin tingled, and suddenly, Deanna materialized before us. I jumped.
Jerks,” I muttered. Then I brightened. “Oh, hey. Doughnuts.
Gaining superpowers doesn’t mean you know how to use them.
Maybe I was in love, but I was still me, after all.
Slushes. Do you know how much I love those? Cherry, especially.
Would you do a brooding, deadbeat Moroi the honor of being his wife?
Your wit is always such a delight, Mr. Zeklos. I can barely contain myself around it.
Feel guilty. Mourn this. But move on. Don’t let it destroy you. Forgive yourself.
Oh. I, uh, kind of forgot about him.
Propriety’s never been Adrian’s strong suit.
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