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The Secret Hour (Midnighters #1) Because Your Vampire Said So (Broken Heart #3)

How’s Mercy? she asked.

We land in Santa Fe mid-afternoon, and our cab drives us through the antique streets of the city, and my eyes hang large. It looks like another place. Most of America looks like America, but Santa Fe looks like Santa Fe. I love it, and I’m scared of it. I ask Greer about this cousin of Kit’s who is getting married, and she tells me her name is Rhea and she’s marrying a guy named Dirt.He’s an artist. He makes pottery from sacred dirt.

Wicked Pleasure (Bound Hearts #9)

Is that why he named himself Dirt? I ask.His name was already Dirt; he went on a search for himself, and then incorporated his name into his art.I want to laugh, but I realize it’s the accountant side of me that wants to make fun of Dirt’s journey. As someone who is inartistic and trying very hard, I will respect Dirt’s creative vision. Maybe I will learn from it.

Night World : Soulmate (Night World #6)

We check into our funky hotel, with its uneven concrete floors and rickety furniture. Greer tells me it’s actually really expensive to stay here because it’s all about the authentic experience.It was a Spanish mission in the 1800s. You’re sleeping in the same room conquistadors stayed in! she says brightly.

I look around at the patchy walls, and the bloody toe I got from the cracked floor, and feel lucky to live in the 21st century.

Freshen up, Greer says. We can hit the town.When I complained about it to Caleb, he tutored me on the art of snobbery.

Look at them like you know their secrets and you find them boring.The first time I looked down my nose at an heiress, she asked me where I’d bought my shoes.

The Notebook (The Notebook #1)

Payless, I replied. funny isn’t it, that our shoes are identical, yet the price you paid for yours could feed a small country for a month? Caleb had choked on his shrimp cocktail and the heiress had never spoken to me again. I’d felt a sick power. You didn’t have to be rich and important to intimidate someone, you just had to be judgmental.I don’t look directly at the doorman, but I blink rapidly in his direction like he’s annoying me. He smiles.

Are you visiting Miss? Are you veeesiting, mees?Caleb Drake, I say. Can you tell him that Olivia’s here? Just then I hear the elevator door slide open and Ricky Ricardo nods to someone over my shoulder.

Olivia, Caleb says, putting his hand on the small of my back. I jolt at his touch.He smiles at the doorman.

This guy cheats at Poker. Completely swindled me out of a hundred dollars last week. The little jerk beams in response. Why was it that attention from Caleb turned people into living glowworms?Sir? It was the most honest hundred dollars I’ve ever made.

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