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“Are you always this moody? If so, I think we need some sort of call . . . so I know when you’re not approachable.” He stares at me, lip curled in disgust. “Call?” “You know, like a bird call. Ka-kaw! Ka-kaw!” He blinks. “Are you fuckin’ nuts?”
― Bella Jewel, Anguish

“No, but I imagine there's a gun tucked away somewhere on your body. And I know what you can do with that, hotshot."

He took a step toward her. "With what, sweetheart? With the gun? Or the body?”
― Lynn Raye Harris, Hot Shot

“Okay. That’s smooth. Ask the librarian for a library card. Best pickup line I’ve heard yet.” “How do you know it’s a pickup line?” “It isn’t?” She arches an eyebrow. “No, it most definitely is but since I foresee coming to the library frequently in the future, I’ll take the card too.” She purses her cherry stained lips to contain a smile and bends her head to read the information on my license as she fills out the card application. “I’m afraid to ask why you’ll be coming to the library frequently.” “Because I’ll want to fuck you here,” I answer matter of factly.”
― Ella Goode, Her Secret Pleasure

“Maybe some people are just meant to be in the same story.”
― Jandy Nelson, I'll Give You the Sun