This thing’s giving me an eye twitch, Ranger said. Can you get the sound off? I started pressing buttons and the screen went blank. How’s that? I asked. Babe, you shut the system down. Yes, but the so...
This isn't just a job. This is a service profession. We uphold the law, babe.Ranger
This is a little awkward, I said, but my mother just ran over the rabbit.Ran over?As in roadkill. We're not sure what to do about it.Where are you?Giovichinni's, buying lunch meat.And the rabbit?Gone....
There's me and then there's you, and you aren't ever going to be as good as me, Sweet Thing.Ranger
Their tiny villages were razed, the hillsides were shaved off, and everything was dumped into the water between the two islands to create one completely flat piece of land for a new international airp...
The way I see it, living in New Jersey is a challenge, what with the toxic waste and the eighteen wheelers and the armed schizophrenics.Connie Rosolli
The result is sometimes an ugly display of old lady bitch slapping.
The other hand wanted to wrap itself around Ranger’s most perfect body part and not let go.
The note wasn't signed, but I could tell it was from Morelli by the way my nipples got hard.
The morally correct answer is yes, but the practical answer is no.
The man was irresistible. What’s with that? she thought. It was like wanting to bake cookies for the spawn of Satan.
Sure, I know that, Lula said. Nothing scares you. You’re a big badass bounty hunter. Damn right, I said. And then I concentrated on not hyperventilating.
Suppose something goes wrong? Suppose you need a big full-figure woman like me to help straighten things out?Lula
Superbia, Acedia, Luxuria, Ira, Gula, Invidia, Avaritia. The seven deadly sins. That’s the extent of my Latin.
So you need an alarm system because you gonna be in bad neighborhoods?Actually, I sort of stole a car, and I'm afraid the owner will try to get it back.
So sorry for your loss, Grandma said to Monica. My condolences.Yeah, whatever, Monica said.Grandma leaned into the casket for a close look.What are you gonna do, kiss him? Monica asked.I was trying to...
So much for the sexy moment, I thought. Saved by monkey gas.
Ranger released my ponytail but kept a hand on my neck. I tried to act calm, but his touch was humming through me all the way to my toes and points in between.
Ranger raised my bruised and bloody wrist to his mouth and kissed it. I’m sorry to have to do this to you, but there
Ranger is a man of few words. He's Cuban-American, former Special Forces, he makes a much better friend than an enemy, and he's Vinnie's numero uno bounty hunter.