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“Crazy coldhearted,” she corrected, kickingpeople”

“I’ and lying on top of her “You’re a lot of things, Donatella, but incapable of love is not one of them How else could you write such passionate novels? I was merely shocked that you’d admit all of that to me”

“You read my novels?” she asked, her eyes wide I didn’t knohy that shocked her so much

“How can anyone not know you are Odette Odile?” I asked, grinning The name was perfect for her

“You only know because of randmother, don’t you?” She frowned “She really is a loose cannon now, isn’t she?”

“Don’t be too hard on her I quite like your grandmother,” I replied

“So me what to do”

“Here we go” I groaned Most days she was the dangerous and seductive black swan, but as she laid underhonestly of herself and the future with the smallest and rarest of sentleness of the white swan She was both “You’re like a pillar of ice on fire,” I said to keep her calm

“What?”

I nodded “Everything I heard about you before co I’ve seen of you since I’ve been here, tells s at once You are… You are a crazy, coldhearted person, but you aren’t that way all of the time Sometimes you’re sweet and cute You just can’t show that part of yourself because of your family so you write it The heroines of your books are all different versions of the you you’re unable to freely show I enjoyed reading your work…”

“You’re being very sappy—”

“All of them but the last book That one was crap,” I cut her off to finish and just like that I saw the fire light up her eyes

She pushedto shower, don’t follow me”

“But shower sex is the best kind” I pouted, watching her ass as she got up to leave, with a stupid grin on my face

“Once I coo over what happens next,” she replied