“He pointed to a chair opposite him. “Sit.” Another sip. “I’m hiding from commitment.” “Who’s evil enough to name a girl that?” I asked, and sat down.” — Isabelle Crusoe Copy Share Image
“Cas' eyes met mine over the crossbow, a forest on fire under furrowed brows. "This is your fault." Well, thanks for the reminder, right… — Isabelle Crusoe Copy Share Image
“Do you mind?" I looked at him from my upside-down position. The rope tight around my ankle, hands fought a losing battle with gravity… — Isabelle Crusoe Copy Share Image
“He pointed to a chair opposite him. “Sit.” Another sip. “I’m hiding from commitment.” “Who’s evil enough to name a girl that?” I asked,… — Isabelle Crusoe Copy Share Image
“A voice in my head told me I acted like a spoiled brat, but I duct taped that sucker shut. I didn’t make it… — Isabelle Crusoe Copy Share Image
