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348 pages, Paperback
First published April 13, 2013
“He's languid to the point of appearing almost lazy, and yellow or green, those eyes are framed by ridiculous lashes, set in a strong face with prominent cheekbones, full lips, and a sensuous smile.”
“…my insides have quivered every time I see him on Moneyline or read about his poker tournaments in a newspaper. It's even worse when the gossip blogs feature him toting a trophy date to this event or that…”
“So I'm letting fear dictate the vile things I do with Priscilla. Letting fear keep me in this trap until Marchant and I figure it out…”
“I'm Elizabeth DeVille, super spy and resident poor girl, and watching him out of the corner of my eye will have to do. I nod at something my best friend Suri is saying to me, feeling like a shitty friend because I'm not really listening.”
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“Hunter West… has too much breeding to be awkward and he's too straightforward to play at anything—although he is hard to get; he's impossible. I watch him produce a convincing and completely gorgeous grin for Brina before he turns to Mary Baldwin, ruffling her chin-length hair and laughing with his blond head thrown back. This earns him a small smile, which, coming from Brina, is like a lap dance.”
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“With the exception of Hunter West, who's been my own personal porn since that fateful night Mom's Porsche broke down, I don't find that many men attractive. Maybe I am a lesbian, but I don't think so.”
“Powerful players produce powerful results.”


"...I'm starting to get a serious case of belly bats (the unrelated more serious cousins of butterflies.)"



"One time I fell in love with a woman in a Porsche."

"...he screams sex. The kind of sex that's all slick skin and pheromones, bulging biceps..."
