That dowdy little prig is that good in bed.
You know, a cell phone's like a guy; if you don't plug him in every night, charge him good, you got nothing at all.
Dear God, I must be dead and in hell since you're here.
She realized with a sort of depressed relief that she had no close friend to call, to tell them not to worry about her.
Maybe Banff, Savich thought, his exhausted brain finally beginning to fuzz over; he’d like to visit Banff in western Canada. Maybe swim with Sean in Lake Louise. Need a wet suit for that. Did they mak...
Nicholas, in Farrow-on-Grey. She loved it so.
I'm the most fluent liar in the world, I'm the coolest, the smoothest--'Rachel Abercrombie.' A lie, Savich thought.
Many unknowns, and more than any of his other jobs, this one held a high risk of failure. No, he wouldn’t
Sunlight in. He followed her into a nearby
Alliteration,
It was often said that the clothes made the man. He was now inclined to believe, rather, that one saw what one expected to see.
The beautiful roses,
Nigel was smiling, the bloody sod. He was loving playing the formal English butler, watching Nicholas turn red and tongue-tied. He saw Mike was grinning, quite enjoying herself. Oh, bugger off, both o...
The oil-producing countries hate our guts and would like to
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Filial.
The belt buckle, it’s everything
He looks troubled, then slowly nods. I suppose I have. Grief and loss, they help you focus on what’s really important. They make you more aware of all the anguish and the sorrow in the world, make you...
There are at least
Your uncle Geoffrey.
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