My currently reading~ Stalking Jack The Ripper by Kerri Maniscalco
P. 159
“I opened my mouth to comfort him (Nathaniel) , then snapped it shut as a shadow darkened view.”
P.165
"Heshoved his hands into his pocket , avoiding my eyes as if he'd contracted some wrenched disease simply from looking upon me . Maybe he could. Hatred was drenching my entire body with its only residue."
“Without lifting his head from his own journal, he said, “Not having any luck figuring me out, then? Don’t worry, you’ll get better with practice. And, yes”—he grinned wickedly, eyes fixed on his paper—“you’ll still fancy me tomorrow no matter how much you wish otherwise. I’m unpredictable, and you adore it. Just as I cannot wrap my massive brain around the equation of you and yet adore it.”
Nathaniel Wadsworth |
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