Polly

“Then I guess the rest of my life will be resigned to doggy style sex." The words were out of my mouth before I could think about them. "I mean however long...when we're...that wasn't a fucking proposal."
"Okay."
"Don't smile that. Smugness doesn't become you."
"Okay."
"Scoot the fuck over. You're hogging the bed."

Austin and Peter. :')”
― Dani Alexander, Shattered Glass

“People aren't always who they seem, Detective. Am I anything like you thought?"
"No," I admitted. You're a million times better than I could have imagined.”
― Dani Alexander, Shattered Glass

“I like you,” I said honestly. “Even though you’re probably a criminal and are going to get me thrown off the force. And you kicked me. Broke my nose. Made me gay and refused to kiss me.”
― Dani Alexander, Shattered Glass

“Is he my competition?” I asked.
“Everyone is your competition.” Peter lifted his hand to his
eyes and began lowering it incrementally. “It goes normal human
beings, crazies, republicans, my hand, imaginary characters,
corpses and then, in a moment of lustful psychosis, you.” By the
time he was done, his hand was below the table.
Ouch.”
― Dani Alexander