That Chippendale is a coffee table, Lieutenant, not a footstool.How do you walk with that stick up your ass? She left her feet where they were, propped comfortably on the table. Does it hurt, or does...
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...
Anything to see. I want uniforms canvassing again in the
You go into marriage, you plow a road. You’re going to hit rough patches, and some may be rougher and last longer than others, but you’ve got choices to make. You work to smooth them out, you hold unt...
Color as
You know what, Peabody? Justice means a little more to me than a pretty gold star on my record or some fucking captain’s bars. And if you want to go run after lover boy and stroke his ego, no one’s st...
They are not to be scarfed, the cinnamon sticky bun, but savored.
You go in, I go in.Listen---He took her face in his hands.You go, I go. That's non-negotiable. If we're to get blasted to hell or poisoned into lunatics, we do it together.Crap, Crap. You have to look...
Drinking doesn’t make problems go away. Just because you can’t remember them doesn’t mean they’re not there.
Don’t be a sore loser.’‘It’s hard to argue with a woman when she’s got her knee on my ego.’‘Good. Now I’m going to have my way with you.’‘Are you?’‘Damn right. I won.’ She cocked her head and reached...
She caught the crazy-eyed look in one about the size of a small horse, wondered vaguely why anyone would want a dog they could essentially ride around the house. When she made the mistake of meeting t...
I'd rather be screwed up with you than smooth with anybody else.
I'm going to see if Morris has a spare spine lying around you can borrow if you're scared to speak to that high-heeled, smug-ass bitch, Peabody.
Have
You can’t make this shit up.
When his mouth was on hers, when he could feel her about to shatter yet again, he plunged into her, knocking her over the edge with that first rough stroke.And still he thought: More.Even as she shudd...
When I came in and you were sleeping, I thought: There’s my soldier, exhausted from her wars. He lifted her hand, kissed her fingers. Now, I look, and I think: There’s my woman, soft and lovely. Her l...
Instructor—and
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.
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...
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