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Protecting Whats His (Line of Duty #1) When He Was Wicked (Bridgertons #6)

Crack! went the blade through the defenseless root vegetables. And yes, that arm bulged like it was going to blow up from the force he put into the slice.

Which was, she supposed, kind of like screwing the lid on a Diet Coke two-liter. After you put the Mentos in.Im actually a vacuum salesman. Silas put a hand on her shoulder. But no worries, dearest Ivie has made me swear not to start preaching about suction, rolling balls, or wand attachments. Havent you, darling. And evidently the bag-versus-canister debate is off-limit. Shes rather strict with these things.

The Dark Elf Trilogy: Homeland (The Dark Elf Trilogy #1)

There was a heartbeat of silence. And then her family started laughing.Everyone, she said with a grin, this is Silas. Silas…meet everybody.Silas met her mother, both her grandmothers, two aunts, an uncle on her fathers side, and the composite nieces, nephews, and grand-nieces and -nephews, and cousins one by one. And with each introduction, he looked her family member in the eye, shook hands, accepted hugs, smiled, joked, was serious when necessary, and was absolutely frickin perfect.

Dont Let Go

The best part? His sincerity was a winner across the board. He seemed honestly interested in Granhmens stubbed toe, then her uncles bad tooth, the cold weather, the disappointment that the Patriots had lost in the playoffs, more on the weather, the human government, the Syracuse mens basketball teams losing defensive strategy against Louisville, again with the weather, how to crochet a throw rug, why birds flew south late this year (Global Warming, were all going to die), and finally, how best to prepare Swedish meatballs in grape jelly in a Crock-Pot.Im not familiar with that manner of cooking? he said to her aunt. Is it earthenware? But how do you then plug it in?

Ivies aunt gripped his forearm as if she were about to faint. Youve never seen a Crock-Pot before.

Indeed, I have not. However, I believe this is knowledge I am suffering for a lack of—Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

Ivie ended up back on her couch, with her head down where it had been and her legs stretched out as they had been. Across the way, on the old steamer trunk she had refurbished on her own, the TV was muted and showing one of the eight hundred Rocky films. A throw blanket that had been knit by her mom was over her lower half, and a half-eaten bowl of Frosted Mini-Wheats was on the coffee table.It was six forty-eight a.m.

Devils Bargain (Red Letter Days #1)

And she knew she wasnt going to be sleeping anytime soon. Up above her and on either side, her human cohabitants were stirring, getting ready for the day. With her sharp sense of smell, she caught all kinds of coffee scents, hazelnut and regular, peppermint, a pumpkin holdover from the fall. And her keen hearing picked up the flushing of toilets, the padding of feet, the rush of showers.If she was exhausted enough to fall asleep before all this activity started, she could make it through, no problem. But awake as she was now, there was no chance of drifting off until the last of them emptied out of the building around eight-thirty—

As her phone rang, she turned her head and looked at it. The thing was facedown next to her cereal bowl, and she really wasnt interested in whoever it was. Which was a limited list considering her father had checked in two hours ago: There was work, with someone looking for her to sub on a night she wasnt working on. Or a telemarketer. Or a human misdial.In the unlikely event it was her parents, she threw out a hand and picked—

Ivie sat up and accepted the call. Silas?There was a moment of silence…and then his deep voice. Hi.

Hello. She pushed her hair out of her face. Are you okay? Wait, I mean…well, if you were wrapped around a telephone pole right now, you wouldnt be able to dial a phone.Because Id be on fire.

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