A Dreamy Shelf

“Hey, a guy can hope. I mean, it’s not impossible that a
car full of scantily clad sorority girls might break down
outside and need my help.”
“That’s true,” I said. “Maybe I can put a sign out front that
says, ‘ATTENTION ALL GIRLS: FREE HELP HERE.’”
“‘ATTENTION ALL HOT GIRLS,’” he corrected,
straightening up.
“Right,” I said, trying not to roll my eyes. “That’s an
important distinction.”
He pointed at me with the pool stick. “Speaking of hot, I
like that uniform.”
This time, I did roll my eyes.”
― Richelle Mead, Bloodlines

“Sage,” Adrian declared. “These hands don’t do manual labor.”
― Richelle Mead, Bloodlines

“You’re killing me here, Sage!”
“I’m not doing anything.”
“Exactly my point.”
― Richelle Mead, Bloodlines

“As far as we know, everyone’s right—
Strigoi don’t want to hang out in Palm Springs.”
Eddie became about one percent less tense.”
― Richelle Mead, Bloodlines