Why does everyone call you Mexican?
I was very strict on that point. No devouring classmates.” Jeremy rolled his eyes. “Other parents warn their kids not to talk to strangers. I had to warn mine not to eat them.
“I don’t suppose you remember where you left your clothing,” Daniel murmured to me.
Chloe gave a soft laugh. “That’s always the problem, isn’t it? Okay then. You two go find that. We’ll meet you here. Hopefully everyone will be in human form.” A wry smile. “Though I’ll warn you, he’s not a whole lot more pleasant that way. At least as a wolf, he can’t talk.”
The wolf growled, but she only laughed and gave him a pat, then tugged him away as we went to retrieve my clothing.
I glanced up to see Liz and smiled. “Thank you.”
“I just went along for the ride. After that happened-” She waved at Derek. “You know how blind people need Seeing Eye dogs? Well, apparently werewolves could really use Opening Door poltergeists.
A lot of stories about me getting into trouble start with a girl.
Rafe didn’t just flirt-he charmed girls right up to the point where they fell for him, then he changed his mind.I called him a player with attention deficit disorder.
I used to think that once we started going out, Derek would change. When I admitted that to Tori, she nearly laughed herself into an aneurysm and gave me a lecture on the stupidity of expecting to change a guy. Maybe I didn’t have her dating experience, but I knew you didn’t go out with someone because you thought you’d change him. That wasn’t what I’d meant. I liked Derek the way he was. I’d just hoped getting closer would mean landing on the sharp side of his tongue less often.
Murder? You mean he’s dead?”
“No. He’s resting comfortably,” I said. “People always sleep best with their heads at a ninety-degree angle. He looks comfortable, doesn’t he?”
(Paige & Elena)
Oh, my God! It’s a killer Pomeranian.” I glanced up at Derek. “It’s a tough call, but I think you can take him.
I told him what my dad had said. That got him laughing and as we pulled into the school parking lot, even the sight of Rafe waiting for me only made him roll his eyes.
We got out. I glanced at Daniel.
He sighed. “Go on.”
“You sound like you’re giving a five-year-old permission to play with an unsuitable friend.”
“If the shoe fits…”
I flipped him off.
“Watch it or I won’t marry you,” he said. “Truck of no truck.”
I laughed and jogged over to Rafe.
“Did he just say…?” Rafe began.