“Even when she looked scared, like now, I knew she had a lot of guts. "I just wish the quest was logical," she complained.” LoveHumourLivie Book:The Battle of the Labyrinth Source: The Battle of the Labyrinth
“And I suppose you’re going to sit beside me every single class?” “I don’t know. You seem like an angry student. I’m not sure I want the prof associating me with you.” LivieOne Tiny LieAston Author:K A Tucker
“It doesn’t even—” one word “hurt ” was supposed to come out of my mouth. Instead, a string of obscenities to make a lifelong sailor proud shoot out. “What thefuck are you doing? Shit! You don’t pour it on like that, you fucking jackhole! Fuck!” I’m seething in pain, the sting agonizing. Ashton isn’t paying any heed, turning my hand this way and that to examine it closer. “Looks clean.” “Yeah, because you just bleached the shit out of it!” “Relax. It’ll stop stinging soon. Distract yourself by staring at me while we wait for this to settle down. That’s how you got yourself into this mess to begin with . . .” IrishLivieAshton Henley Author:K A Tucker
“I think they liked you more than they like me. Eric said that I must get really angry when I’m Irish if you don’t want to be my boyfriend.” A deep, throaty laugh escapes Ashton’s lips and my body instantly warms. “What’d you say?” “Oh, I assured him that I get plenty mad even when I’m not ‘Irish’ and you’re around.” at earns another laugh. “I love it when you don’t censor yourself. When you just say what’s on your mind and don’t worry about it.” “Then you and Stayner would get along well . . .” LivieAshton Henley Author:K A Tucker
“What were you thinking?” “Not much, clearly.”I hear the exasperation in Kacey’s voice. “I don’t know about you, Livie . . . Sometimes you’re as graceful as a one-legged flamingo in a pit of quicksand.” LivieKacey Cleary Author:K A Tucker
“I grit my teeth. Despite everything, I mutter with a smile, “No.” “No, what?” “No, I’m glad you came.” “I haven’t . . .yet.”I slap my book across his arm, blushing furiously. “You’re impossible.” “And you’re incredible.” LivieAshton Henley Author:K A Tucker
“Yeah,Livie?” “How do you figure out the right way to live your life?” There’s a long pause. So long that I check the screen of my cell phone to see if the call is still connected. “Trial and error, Livie. That’s the only way that I know of.” LivieKacey ClearyOne Tiny Lie Author:K A Tucker
“Here. Tea.” Reagan hands me a steaming mug. One sip tells me it’s not just tea. “You spiked the drink of an injured person,” I state flatly, the alcohol burning in my throat. “Who does that?” “It’s better than what a lame horse gets,” ReaganLivie Author:K A Tucker
“Tossing it to a corner, he turns back to take my hand. And I’m facing the chest that I’ve not been able to dislodge from my brain for weeks. The one that instantly makes my breath hitch. The one that I’ve never had a chance to stare at so blatantly while sober. And I do stare now. Like a deer caught in headlights, I can’t seem to turn away as I take in all the ridges and curves. “What does that mean?” I ask, jutting my chin toward the inked symbol over his heart. Ashton doesn’t answer. He avoids the question completely by sliding his thumb across my bottom lip. “You have a bit of drool there,” IrishLivieAshton Author:K A Tucker
“A horn honks.I look up, expecting to see the white Audi. But there’s a sleek black four-door with shiny silver rims instead. e driver side opens and a tall, dark figure in a trendy fall leather jacket and aviator sunglasses steps out and stalks around the car to open the passenger door. “Irish! Get in.” And I decide that Dr. Stayner is an evil wizard with a crystal ball and puppet strings attached to his fingers. He has somehow masterminded this entire situation. He’s definitely cackling in his office right now.” IrishLivieAshton Henley Author:K A Tucker
“Yes, he’s my psychiatrist,” I say quietly as I stare out at the road. I can’t meet his eyes right now. I don’t want to see judgment there. “And why are you seeing a psychiatrist?” “My unruly sex drive?” “Irish...” the way he says my nickname makes me glance in time to catch him lift in his seat and tug at his jeans slightly, as if to make himself more comfortable. “Tell me.” IrishLivieAshton Author:K A Tucker
“Call me Ace. That’s what my friends call me.” they both look up at me in question and I laugh, remembering just how young they really are,before I nudge my head slightly toward Ashton.Eric takes Ashton’s hand first, gesturing him forward like he’s got a secret to whisper in his ear. Of course, a five-year-old’s whisper might as well be through a megaphone. “What’s wrong with you?Livie’s really pretty for a girl.”I try not to laugh. Ashton’s eyes flicker to me and there’s a mischievous twinkle in them. A twinge of panic hits me. Of all the ways he could answer this question . . . “I’ve tried, little buddy. But Livie doesn’t like me very much.” “She’s your friend but she doesn’t like you? Why not?” Derek asks, a deep frown creasing his forehead. Ashton shrugs. “I don’t know. I’ve tried as hard as I can, but . . .” then his shoulders slouch a bit and his smile falters, playing the role of wounded boy to Academy Award perfection. e twins cock their heads and stare at me in eerie unison. “Why don’t you like him, Livie?” Derek asks. And I have turned into the villain here.” EricDerekLivieAshton Author:K A Tucker