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Kaia fluffed her bright red hair "Of course Strider picked my outfit"

"Mine’s so awesome I must have sewn it with my oo hands," Viola said, and she didn’t look like a woman who’d recently been tortured She looked happy and carefree "Sewing is one of my many talents, I’m just sure of it"

She didn’t know? Huh Maybe she had a Time Out box of her own

They drove to a nearby club, an underground playground for naughty immortals It was dim, the darkness broken only by the colorful flash of strobe lights There were multiple mirrors on the walls Black leather couches where couples ht-out had sex

I o there

As they strutted to the bar, Nike threw her arm around Keeley’s shoulder and shouted over the loud, erratic pulse of music "If you don’t see a o at it like little monkeys Atlas wouldn’t care--he’ll just insist on details"

"How kind Thank you" Strangely enough, her reply wasn’t etting"

If that’s true, why haven’t I utilized the Time Out box?

Just because, that’s why!

Kaia offered her a sympathetic smile "I’ve been therecalled Legspreader, and after a toast, they each downed the contents of their glasses at the sa down but settled in her stoold at each end

"More!" she de it eleven shots later Clouds had settled in her mind, and the cold hadto wear off, but instead of an to experience flickers of pain, her ," Viola shouted to the world, throwing out her arh the threads of the bond, Keeley felt the girl’s extreht her own pain vast This girl suffered

"I’al," Keeley said with a nod "And Torin is a bastard"

"Whooo hooo," the girls sang

Keeley tossed back twolike they’d just won the lottery The one in the middle, the tallest, only had eyes for Keeley

"The ht, but I bet you could make me howl," he said

"I could probably aze never left Keeley "What about you, sweetness?"

"I could make her hoice, too," Keeley told him "As for you, I’ve sworn off men"