She turned toward Roarke's office, then stopped in the doorway. He was at his console; captain of his ship. He'd drawn his hair back so it lay on his neck in a short, gleaming black tail. His eyes wer...
She glanced down at the cat bumping his head
Real responsibility means doing what’s right, even when it’s hard.
Most people, however clever, however controlled, never hid it completely. There were chinks, clues, habits. At some point, the real person showed through the facade.
Love, Eve thought, came in all colors, shapes, and sizes.
Love swamped her. It always seemed to come in huge, unexpected waves that left her flailing helplessly.
Looks like, and sounds like, a hell of a party.
I’m not stupid. No, Eve thought, you redefine the word.
It’s rare in war for either side to consider the innocent. Why
It matters, Eve, that you came from monsters. Matters, he continued, gripping her chin in his hand, because, coming from them, you chose to make yourself into a woman who hunts the monsters. Not for v...
I know. And when I wake up I’m here. It’s okay; I’m okay, because I’m here. I don’t want you to worry about me. I’ll just feel guilty.I’ll try to worry only a little so you’ll only feel a little guilt...
He could want her, every minute of every day. Was certain he would go on wanting her after he was dead and gone. She was the pulse, the reason, the breath.
Dallas, Lieutenant Eve, and aide, Peabody,
Creating life is the job of a higher power. It’s our job, our duty and our joy, to nurture life, protect and respect it.
Cops are good at keeping secrets.
Can you work in a stop by the Miras’ sometime today?
But old habits die hard.
But Roarke doesn't feel weird about it. He's full of it, the love, I mean. And when he loves me, things that never worked in me did - do. It was easier when they didn't work, but it's better when they...
Brodie said. I’ve done a little work on a few of your places.
Any hot plans for the weekend, Peabody?My usual, flicking off men like flies, breaking hearts, crushing souls.