Taylor

“He turned the corner and flipped me off at the same time. See? Men could multitask. I was so proud of him.”
― Darynda Jones, Sixth Grave on the Edge

“The next thing I remembered was Reyes smiling down at me as the sun filtered into his apartment, his hair mussed, his lids hooded with the thick remnants of sleep. I stretched as those three little words that every girl longs to hear slipped from his mouth with effortless ease. As though they did every day. As though they didn't mean the world to me.

With one corner of his mouth tipping sensually, he asked, "Want some coffee?"

And I fell.

I fell hard.”
― Darynda Jones, Sixth Grave on the Edge

“How does Reyes feel about him?"

"He would rip out his spine if I let him."

She patted my knee. "I would expect nothing less from the son of evil incarnate. He's a good guy.”
― Darynda Jones, Sixth Grave on the Edge

“It’s nice to have eye candy around for my enjoyment.” He looked Brad over. “It wouldn’t kill you to pretty yourself up if you’re going to be in my presence.”
“Yeah, I’ll get right on that,” Brad said wryly.
“See that you do.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps