Shari

“Basically, dating is like climbing a volcano and you never know when it's going to erupt, dumping molten lava and burning you”
― Robin Bielman

“She wants to launch her dead husbands into outer space?”
― Tracy Brogan, My Kind of Forever

“I’m sure Vera would be happy to help you with any research.”
He paused with his fork halfway to his mouth. “Vera, the librarian? I think I’d like to avoid her as much as possible, although that was some fascinating stuff she shared the other day about bats.”
I tried to recall which stuff she’d said about bats. I’d heard it all so many times, it was simply back-ground noise. “She has a long-standing and well-intentioned fixation on the island’s bat shortage, but sometimes she’s a little, um… tedious.”
“Oh, I don’t know about tedious,” he said casually. “Personally, I found all that stuff about how fruit bats perform fellatio to be quite educational.”
― Tracy Brogan, My Kind of Forever

“I’m a little dirty,” he said huskily, running his hand up and down the outside of one of her thighs. “I washed up but should have showered. Didn’t expect this.”

“You probably should have expected this.” Her voice sounded a little breathless.

“Yeah,” he agreed, his eyes darkening. “I probably should have.”

“It’s okay,” she told him. “I’m washable.” Images of showers and soap bubbles tripped through her mind and she hoped through his as well.

He gave her a little grin. “Good to know. Means I can get you really dirty.”

Juliet felt her breathing quicken. She put her hand against his face, over his scar. “I really want that.”

Sawyer slid a hand up her back and into her hair. He urged her closer until her lips were nearly against his. “Me, too.”
― Erin Nicholas, Beauty and the Bayou