He said woman in the same way I’d say Mmmmm, yummy chocolate after waking up from hunger pains and finding a Hershey bar in an empty refrigerator.
He referred to you as his little snack.He's a sweetie.
He poked his finger into my chest again. Well, I have something to tell you: don’t let the sun set on you in this county, because…I grabbed his wrist and yanked him forward, tripping him with my foot....
He looked her over very slowly. If I chose to molest you, it wouldn’t be an attempt. And you would be most enthusiastic about it.
He let her go almost immediately, but he'd packed so much into that one fierce hug: want, need, worry, reassurance...He'd protect her with his life. Strangely, it made her indignant. Nobody should hav...
He grinned. You're jealous.I considered it. No. But when you stared at that woman like she was made of diamonds, it didn't feel very good.I stared at her because she smelled strange.Strange how?She sm...
He glanced up. His eyes were pure white. Great, his brights were on, but nobody was driving.
He felt like an addict who, after abusing a narcotic for years, somehow found himself sober,
He did not fall down to his feet, kiss my shoes, and promise me the world. I must be getting rusty.
He caressed my cheek.You came for me, I whispered.Always, he told me.
Have you ever heard of Arthur C. Clarke's third law of prediction? It states that any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. Take a smart phone and hand it to an ancient Rom...
Hail to the Beast Lord! I waved my spatula for emphasis.Jim spared me an ugly look and turned to Dali.
Had he expected me to hump her leg?
Greedy can be bought, timid can be frightened, smart can be persuaded, but the zealots are immune to money, fear, or reason
Grandma Frida’s skinny legs in jeans stuck out from under the vehicle. To the right, Arabella lounged on
Good people didn’t hate without a reason, so they grasped at any pretext, no matter how small, that gave them permission to hate. A line in a holy book. The color of a person’s skin. The brand of thei...
For me hotness was a complicated matter involving brains, humor, and some other things, but all that aside, I was willing to admit Sean Evans was nice to look at.
For example, if a starving man pulls a gun on you and you get the upper hand, you will likely let him go because you will feel sorry for him. That’s the kind of person you are. And what kind of person...
For a time you can be alone and doing fine and never give a thought to living any other way and then you meet someone and suddenly you become lonely. It stabs at you, almost like a physical pain, and...
For a second I thought I might actually be alive, I said, looking at Nick’s unshaven face. Now I know— I’ve gone to Hell and you’re my nursemaid.