Listen, if I can manage it, I'll try to swing home this afternoon for a bit. To—I don't know—help you out or something.His smile was warm and gorgeous. See there. You're acting like a wife.Shut up.I l...
Life is never as long as we want it to be, and wasted time can never be recovered.
Let me help you. Roarke bent down, lifted Rockman by the lapels. He jerked the man up, steadied him. Look at me, Rockman. Vision clear?Rockman blinked blood out of his eyes. I can see you. Good. Roark...
Jesus, Peabody. Amazed, Eve slid out into traffic. You checked out her ass? I check out everyone’s ass. It’s a hobby. Get a new one. Like . . . bird-watching or something. Bird-watching? In New York?
I’m not going anywhere. Gently, he stroked her back, cradled her head. Was there anything more astounding or more frightening to a man, he wondered, than a strong woman in tears? I’ve been right here...
In any case, what would be the point of having all that, and you, darling Eve, if I can’t have time with you, away from your work and mine? I could probably take a week. I was thinking four. Four? Fou...
In a few weeks she wouldn’t just be Eve Dallas, lieutenant, homicide. She’d be Roarke’s wife. How she would manage to be both was more of a mystery to her than any case that had ever come across her d...
I want a riot laser, Eve snapped at Peabody. Full body armor. She yanked a six-inch combat knife from its leather sheath and watched with glee, as its wicked serrated edge caught the sunlight through...
I thought it was 'innocent until proven guilty'' That's just one of the bigger lies we live by.
I think sometimes fate cuts you a break. Like it says, okay, you've had enough of that crap, so it's time you fell into something nice. See what you make out of it.
I saw you, and that’s all it took. Sometimes I can’t breathe, I love you so much.
I read this article about how what you wear under your clothes is all about what makes you feel empowered and in control. It’s the Under You.
I once stood in a field in Ireland, alone, a little lost, and wishing for you more than I wished for my next breath. And you came, though I never asked you, you came because you knew I needed you. We...
I need to see you again.Her pulse jumped, as if it had nothing to do with the rest of her. Roarke, what's going on here?
I know. I’ve got to cover all the bases. I’m going to track down the people Mavis recognized at the victim’s house, get statements. I’ve got to find a table dancer with a big dick and a tattoo. The fu...
I know what my job is, and I'm damned good at it. When he snorted she came back down two steps. She came down slowly, her movements deliberate, because her own temper was much too close to the boil. G...
I know about Trina. You bitch.Shoulders hunched, Peabody carefully pinned up murder. It’s a special night. You’ll look really good, and you won’t have to do it all yourself. We won’t want the NYPSD to...
I know I say people suck, but I didn't mean it literally.
I figure it doesn’t work that way. It finds you, and it grabs you by the throat and you can’t do a damn thing about it.
I don’t like to think of her as pretend Peabody anymore. The more we find out, the meaner and crazier she gets. It’s like it’s bad enough fake Peabody got murdered, but now fake Peabody is a dead, bla...