Marie

“I know it’s wrong,” Somers said with a sigh. “I know it shouldn’t be so hot. The whole bad-boy-robot-serial-killer thing you do sometimes. It shouldn’t be such a fucking turn-on.”
Hazard cocked his head. “I don’t see why not. Evolutionarily speaking, we’re programmed to respond to evidence of high achievement in potential sexual partners, in hopes of passing those traits to our offspring.”
“That’s right,” Somers said, reaching down to adjust himself and grinning as they pulled into the broken asphalt lot of Slick’s. “Talk dirty to me.”
― Gregory Ashe, Police Brutality

“Just when you think you're having a scene without Simon, he drops in to remind you that everyone else is a supporting character in his catastrophe.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Carry On

“John-Henry Somerset was beautiful, the kind of beautiful that hit like a shotgun to the back of the head and didn’t leave any brains or blood behind, the kind of beautiful that left Hazard thoughtless and speechless and, damn it, motionless.”
― Gregory Ashe, Transposition

“I’m evaluating inconsistencies and presenting them as part of an analysis of my own unreliable interpretation of last night.”
“It’s like poetry when you talk. Some guys probably want to hear about roses and throbbing, uh, parts, but give me a nice evaluation of inconsistencies and analysis of unreliable narratives.”
― Gregory Ashe, Police Brutality