The massive doors found in hospital rooms. It seemed
You were happy last night. This morning is a different story.You think I have a hangover. I don't. Well a little headache, but not much. Just let this be a warning to you if you keep me from sleeping...
You have underwear.I'm glad you enjoyed it. Did you try it on?Nah. Just rubbed it against my face.
You found a pen? No, but I have a can of Cheez Whiz. I’ll write your number on the counter with it, then find a pen and copy it.
You don't have any brain damage. Any. Not even minimal. So now I have to believe in miracles, because you're a living, breathing, walking, talking miracle, and that means there's something else out th...
Women were always complications, bless their perverse little hearts.
What? he demanded testily.Trammell raised his eyebrows. I didn’t say anything.You’re thinking something, though. You’ve got that shit-eating smirk on your face.Why would anyone smirk while they eat sh...
What could have happened to make a man look like that, as if he believed in nothing, trusted no one, and had nothing left of any value to himself except, perhaps, his own life—and that was only a perh...
Unfortunately, what should or should not be had no relation to what was.
The voice was calm and infinitely tender. He didn't understand the words, because unconsciousness still wrapped his mind in layers of blackness, but he heard the voice, felt it, like something warm to...
The old ladies were dressing up, she thought; the clouds draped around the mountains' shoulders like a dirty boa, with the snowcaps jutting above and the broad green bases below.
She knew better than to lose her head over a man. That was what was so humiliating: she knew better. Three broken engagements had taught her that a woman needed to keep her wits about her when dealing...
She had learned never to look back, never to give fate a second chance to kick her in the teeth.
She felt oddly safe with him, though not safe from him.
REQUIRED TO TAKE A COMBINATION OF GINKGO AND VIAGRA, SO YOU CAN REMEMBER WHAT THE FUCK YOU’RE DOING.
Pleasure was a siren, luring her to experience more
Orgasms, for her, had been what she faked with a man and provided herself when she was alone,
Oh, is that what's in the box? You threw my engagement ring at me?
It was just a kiss – Yeah, and King Kong was just a monkey.
It was amazing how flowers could grow in the damnedest places