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The Truth, Huh? No One Wants To Hear The Truth. The Truth Is Never Sexy. But You... You Are Too Goddamned Sexy To Be Real. -christian To Lissa

Well, You've Finally Got A License To Kill. It's About Time.

I Can't Shut My Brain Off. It's Like A Hamster Wheel." ~ Justin

Naptime,ʺ Said Christian, Leading Her Toward The Bed. ʺi Still Need A Shower.ʺ ʺsleep First. Shower Later.ʺ He Pulled Back The Covers. ʺiʹll Sleep With You.ʺ ʺsleep Or Sleep?ʺ She Asked Dryly, Sliding Gratefully Into Bed. ʺreal Sleep. You Need It.ʺ He Crawled In Beside Her, Spooning Against Her And Resting His Face On Her Shoulder. ʺof Course, Afterward, If You Want To Conduct Any Official Council Business...ʺ ʺi Swear, If You Say ‘little Dragomirs,ʹ You Can Sleep In The Hall.

You Will Lose What You Value Most... It Hadn't Been Me That Rhonda Was Talking About. It Hadn't Even Been Dimitri's Life. What You Value Most. It Had Been His Soul.