Weren't they a pair? Roarke thought, two veteran cops who've waded through blood and madness. But put a bit of sex on the table between them, and they're as fidgety as virgins at an orgy.
Two years married, she thought, and he could still make her heart hum.
To have birthed and bred her, beaten and raped her all for selling her to other scum. What god made such creatures as that and set them to prey on innocents?
There she was. Roarke stood in the office doorway, took a few enjoyable minutes to just watch her. She had such a sense of purpose, such a sense of focus on that purpose. It had appealed to him from t...
The vices of authority are chiefly four: delays, corruption, roughness and facility. Francis Bacon More
That’s a ‘Fuck Me’ car and you know it. ~ DallasWell, yeah. Maybe. But it’s got to be fast. ~ Peabody
Some people relax better without the confines of clothes, Peabody said, then flushed when Eve cast a considering glance over her shoulder. I’ve heard.
Sit down, she ordered Peabody.I prefer to stand.And I prefer to give you a good boot in the ass, but I'm restraining myself. Eve reached up, fisted her hands in her own hair and yanked until the pain...
She used her master to gain access to the dumpy three-story walk-up, ignored the rickety elevator, and took the stairs to the top floor.
She took a small device out of her bag, slipped it into her pocket.Micro recorder? Roarke clucked his tongue. I believe that's illegal. Not to mention rude.I don't know what you're talking about.And u...
She stuffed in more waffles, and thought if every day started off with sex and waffles, people would maybe be less inclined to kill each other.
She started to pull at the chain, but he closed his hands over hers. It doesn’t go with my suit. Eve, a gift is not supposed to make the blood drain out of your cheeks. Suddenly exasperated, he gave h...
She started out, then pressed a hand on the door to brace herself. You think I don’t know, that I don’t understand what that cost you. But you’re wrong. She couldn’t keep her voice steady, gave up try...
She heard a trill of laughter float down the hall, lifted a brow. Company?Indeed. With his disapproving eye, Summerset scanned her wilted shirt and slacks, skimmed over the weapon harness still strapp...
She didn't want the medi-techs. She wanted a fucking candy bar. [...] She reached down [...] and chose a Galaxy bar [...] I'm going home. You didn't pay for that, Francois shouted after her. Fuck you,...
Put the past behind you—that’s what people always said. But those people didn’t get that the past was always behind you. Like a hound on the scent.
People tended to shop and frequent restaurants in their comfort-zone.
People seemed to have this unstoppable need to give and receive stuff they could easily afford to go out and get for themselves anyway.
Ours is a spiritual bond I treasure, something deep and strong, and older than time. We are, in essence, the same person, two sides to one coin. Death unites us.
One might be a coincidence. Hands on her hips, she turned back. Put them together it’s a pattern.