Poor You, You Have Two

They Landed At Simon's Feet. "take Your Clothes And Go!" Isabelle Shouted.

Then Forget Gabriel. Is There A Particular Reason You Keep Biting Vampires?" Will Touched The Dried Blood On His Wrists, And Smiled. "they Don't Expect It.

I Was Hoping They Would Put Up Flyers Like They Do For Lost Cats." He Said. "missing, One Stunningly Attractive Teenage Boy. Answers To 'jace' Or 'hotstuff'." "you Did Not Just Say That." "you Don't Like 'hotstuff'? You Think 'sweet Cheeks' Might Be Better? "love Crumpet'? Really? That Last One's Stretching It A Bit. Though, Technically My Family Is British-

Oh, I Can Never Get Enough. Which, Incidentally, Is What Your Sister Said When--

Anyway That Other Thing We Almost Did In Paris-that's Probably Off The Table For A While.unless You Want That Whole Baby-i'm-on-fire-when-we Kiss Thing To Become Freakishly Literal