Spiky Quotes

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Eugenie looked great, her short spiky auburn hair edged with conservative blond tips and her face wearing a minimum of makeup. Must be Mr. Natural's influence. I gave her a hug and turned to meet Quince, who was sitting across from her. Okay, I could see the attraction. He had thick, honey-blond hair pulled back in a ponytail not unlike my own, and a green gemstone stud in one ear. He reached out a grasped my hand, shaking it firmly. 'It's great to meet you. Eugenie talks about you all the time.' 'She talks a lot about you too, Quince.' The man had no idea. He smiled and his blue-green eyes were almost enthralling. 'Most people call me Rand, but Eugenie likes my real name better than my nickname.' After a half hour of small talk, I wasn't sure I liked Quince Randolph. He was drop-dead gorgeous, no question about that. But there was something off about him I couldn't quite pinpoint. He stared too hard when he talked to you, made my eye contact than a normal person. I tried to dig into his head a little but came up blank, which was weird, except I'd done a heavy grounding ritual this morning. 'You know, I just noticed something.' Eugenie had a funny look on her face. 'You guys have the same hair and eye colo. I'd never realized it till I saw you sitting there across from each other.' 'Maybe we're very distantly related.' Rand smiled. 'I doubt it, ' I said, frowning. 'I don't have much family. And if we were related, I'd be pissed off that you have better cheekbones.

Suzanne Johnson