adrian-ivashkov

ARE YOU CRAZY?" I ASKED. He gave me the same wordless look he always did when I asked that question.

Did you pick that out?" I asked Dimitri. Honestly, I would have expected him to bend a piece of steel with his bare hands and present her with that.

I don't care if you say we can't be together. I don't care if you think I'm the most evil, unnatural creature walking on earth. You can think whatever you want, go whatever you want. I'm going to just go on loving you, even if it's hopeless.

She was so beautiful that it made my soul ache.

You can't save everyone, though God knows you try.

Adrian was easily distractible by wacky topics and shiny objects.

His words reminded me of something else I__ meant to bring up when he got back to town, something that had taken a very low priority. __our coat__ou never took it back after the wedding. It__ in my car.__e waved dismissively __eep it. I__e got others.___hat am I going to do with a wool coat?_ I asked. __specially here in Palm Springs?___leep with it,_ he suggested. __hink of me.__ put my hands on my hips and tried to stare him down, which wasn__ easy since he was so tall. That, and because his words suddenly returned me to the disorienting feeling I__ had sitting on his bed. __ou said you weren__ going to bring up any romantic stuff around me.___as that romantic?_ he asked. __ was just making the suggestion, since the coat__ so heavy and warm. I figured you__ think of me since it was such a nice gesture. And yet, once again, you__e the one who finds romantic subtext in everything I say.___ do not. You know that__ not what I meant.__e shook his head in mock sympathy. __ tell you, Sage. Sometimes I think I__ the one who needs to take out the restraining order on you.___drian!

Sydney spent a lot of time on my bed these days.Unfortunately, it wasn't with me.

Let me get this straight. The future of our relationship hinged on advice from a fifteen-year-old girl, a probably untrue story from a one-eyed Chihuahua trainer, and me unromantically - yet skillfully - kissing you on top of silverware and china?

Why on earth would you buy a car like this if you can't drive a stick? There are dozens of cars--new cars--that have automatic transmission. It'd be a million times easier." Adrian shrugged. "I like the color. It matches my living room.

Oh... Adrian, I've got one more favor to ask you. A big one." "Fondue?" he asked hopefully.

I just rely on natural talent," said Adrian, strolling up to the start of the Dragon's Lair. "When you have such a wealth of it to draw from, the danger comes from having too much.

Piece of Heaven?" "No, that other place I'm going to go to for thinking what I'm thinking.

Relax, having kids is years away. But can you imagine? Your brains, my charm, our collective good looks... then add in the usual physical abilities dhampirs get. It's really not even fair to everyone else.

Yeah? Can you draw a skeleton riding a motorcycle with flames coming out of it? And I want a pirate hat on the skeleton. And a parrot on his shoulder. A skeleton parrot. Or maybe a ninja skeleton parrot? No, that would be overkill. But it'd be cool if the biker skeleton could be shooting some ninja throwing stars. That are on fire.

From behind Lissa, I heard Christian say, "Worst. Timing. Ever." Adrian studied Lissa and then looked at Christain sprawling on the bed on the far side of the suite. "Huh," Adrian said, letting himself in. "So that's how you're going to fix the family problem. Little Dragomirs. Good idea." Christian sat up and strolled toward them. "Yeah, that's exactly it. You're interrupting official Council business.

Takes a lot of tries before you hit perfection." He paused to reconsider that. "Well, except for my parents. They got it on the first try." (Adrian)

Because I can't help doing it," he said with a shrug. "And hey, if I keep loving you, maybe you'll eventually crack and love me too. Hell, I'm pretty sure you're already half in love with me.""I am not! And everything you just said is ridiculous. That's terrible logic."Adrian returned to his crossword puzzle. "Well, you can think what you want, so long as you remember-no matter how ordinary things seem between us-I'm still here, still in love with you, and care about you more than any other guy, evil or otherwise, ever will.""I don't think you're evil.""See? Things are already looking promising.