“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 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)

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