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.
We’ll keep the three of them in separate rooms, keep changing interviewers on them. I’m betting on Young to fall first.’Roarke eased out of the lot, headed for home. ‘Why?’‘The bastard loves her. Love...
We’ll take the laundry in for anal.
We’re all-inclusive in Homicide, ’cause whatever your race, color, or creed, you can get dead.
We’re going to get a couple things straight here, Roarke.’‘Your color’s back.’ Pleased with himself, he rose and nipped a kiss onto the tip of her nose. ‘That gray cast to your skin didn’t suit you.’...
Your book is bloated and self-indulgent,
What about your crepe?Stuff It.She's crazy about you, Mavis commented.It's almost embarrassing, the way she fawns.
What are you doing?Washing your hair, he murmured and proceeded to stroke and massage the shampoo into her short, sopping cap of hair. I'm going to enjoy smelling my soap on you. His lips curved. You'...
There. Politics is a bartering game.
You have to believe the lie to live it, to make others see you the way you need to be seen.
You have power over a powerful man. His love for you gives you the power, though I suspect there are times the two of you fight like cats.
What did people do with enormous families? All those cousins, aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews. How did they keep them straight? How did they breathe at any sort of family function?
What did she say? Eve asked when they got into the car. Here's love, she said, to hold until next we meet and I give you more.
Up. He’s hardly my type,
What do you mean SOS? Same old shit, Dickie. It’s always SOS with you.
What other thing, Eve?I love you. Sometimes it makes my stomach hurt, but I kind of like it. Tired now, come to bed. Love you.
What the fuck was that? Is it like that vid, with the people and the pods and the dupes?Oh, that’s a scary one. It’s sort of like that. He’s in love.What with?Who, Peabody said with a laugh. Apparentl...
What the hell does it matter who I am or who I’m with?
What you have with her will save her. Just as it saved you.
What's your status? she asked him.Healthy, wealthy, and wise. What's yours?Ha. Mean, crafty, and rude.
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