Nicole

“I was just turned last week. I'm a librarian."
He stilled, as if I'd just told him I was the inventor of the tube top. "I watched a movie about a librarian once. Well, she was a librarian by day, a call girl by--"
I stopped him with a quick lift of an eyebrow. "If you finish that sentence, we cannot be friends.”
― Molly Harper, Nice Girls Don't Have Fangs

“Well, pardon me for not knowing about the thermal-only panty rule,” I said, smirking as he dipped his head to nuzzle one of the silky bra cups. “I’ll rush right out and buy some long johns.”
Pausing to look up with perfect sincerity, he promised, “If you do, I will weep. Like a little girl. In public.”
― Molly Harper, How to Flirt with a Naked Werewolf

“Got what you needed?” he asked over his shoulder.

Not quite, but Rome wasn’t built in a day.”
― Vicki Lewis Thompson, Wanted!

“Fucking Wallbanger,” I hissed, frozed on the spot.
His grin slid off as well as he played place-the-face for a moment. “Fucking Pink Nightie Girl.”
― Alice Clayton, Wallbanger