Emily

“His eyes narrowed on her and the bag. "Why?" he asked cautiously, afraid she was trying to steal his treats.

Just what kind of sick game was she playing?”
― R.L. Mathewson

“Hector? You call him Hector?”
“Well, I can hardly call out, ‘Agent Chavez, oo Agent Chavez,’ When he makes me climax, now can I?”
― Kristen Ashley, Rock Chick Regret

“She also wasn’t the type of woman who made men drool, besides him, and got the attention of every guy in the room, but that was okay because none of them should be fucking looking at her anyway.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Perfection

“Why does he get to sit in front?” Jill whined.
“Because my mommy doesn’t love me and you won’t stop bitching. Now sit back and let me enjoy shotgun.”
Chris gently pushed Jill back with a finger to her forehead.
“Jerk.”
“You know it.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Tall, Dark & Lonely