Well, I Guess I Can Wait Two

I Felt Like Someone Had Ripped My Heart Out And Tossed It Across The Other Side Of The Room. There Was A Burning, Agonizing Pain In My Chest, And I Had No Idea How It Could Ever Be Filled. It Was One Thing To Accept That I Couldn't Have Dimitri. It Was Something Entirely Different To Realize Someone Else Could.

I’d Seen Him Fight Before, But It Never Got Old. He Was Captivating. He Never Stopped Moving. Every Action Was Graceful And Lethal. He Was A Dancer Of Death.

I Wrapped My Arms Around His Neck And Pulled Him Closer. I Didn't Care That We Were Out In Public. I Didn't Care That He Was Moroi. All That Mattered Was That He Was Adrian, My Adrian. My Match. My Partner In Crime.

I Looked At You... And Saw Your Goodness, Your Hope, And Your Faith. Those Are What Make You Beautiful. So, So Beautiful. So It Was't My Hair?

I Don't Know. This College Would Probably Have The Same Problem The Last One Did." I Frowned. "what's That?" "homework." "adrian," Growled His Father. "it's Okay," Said Adrian Breezily. He Rested His Arm Casually On The Table. "i Don't Really Need A Job Or Extra Money. After Rose And I Get Married, The Kids And I'll Just Live Off Of Her Guardian Paycheck.