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“I didn’t even do anything.” “You did ask her if she killed Petrov. I think your exact words were, ‘You whacked him, didn’t you? You sadistic bitch.’” “Sadistic heifer. And it was just a question.”
― The Mane Event
― The Mane Event
“In fact, his adult brain acted like his adolescent brain used to. It stopped functioning. All it wanted to do was wrap itself around the owner of that scent and purr. The cat in him wanted to stretch out his body and rub his face into that scent. He’d been right. She was here.”
― The Mane Event
― The Mane Event
“Do I need to ask if you had anything to do with what I’m not wearing?” She wouldn’t freak out. She would remain calm, cool, collected. Oh shit, she didn’t remember a damn thing about falling into bed.
“Sorry to disappoint you, Pepper, but I left you standing at the door. What you did after you closed it—in my face, I might add—is all on you.” He reached for the cover, but she grabbed it and pulled it tight around her body. “But I’m flattered that you include me in your fantasies.”
“Why has no one murdered you by now? Or at least taken a soap-filled sock to you?” That was a fun thought. Jaime on the floor, all tied-up and being flogged. “No, on second thought, murder is better. It’s more permanent.”
“My, but aren’t you bloodthirsty in the morning.” He leaned against the post at the foot of the bed, his eyes traveling her body, belying his stated disinterest. “Do you always sleep naked? Or just when you’re drunk?”
“You got me drunk, you prick, while you were drinking water. You poured enough gin into me to fill a damn bathtub.”
“You could have said no at any time.”
“That’s what your mother should have said the night you were conceived.”
― Wicked Game
“Sorry to disappoint you, Pepper, but I left you standing at the door. What you did after you closed it—in my face, I might add—is all on you.” He reached for the cover, but she grabbed it and pulled it tight around her body. “But I’m flattered that you include me in your fantasies.”
“Why has no one murdered you by now? Or at least taken a soap-filled sock to you?” That was a fun thought. Jaime on the floor, all tied-up and being flogged. “No, on second thought, murder is better. It’s more permanent.”
“My, but aren’t you bloodthirsty in the morning.” He leaned against the post at the foot of the bed, his eyes traveling her body, belying his stated disinterest. “Do you always sleep naked? Or just when you’re drunk?”
“You got me drunk, you prick, while you were drinking water. You poured enough gin into me to fill a damn bathtub.”
“You could have said no at any time.”
“That’s what your mother should have said the night you were conceived.”
― Wicked Game
“I think one of those old ladies down there gave me something. Which one looked guilty?”
“Probably both of them. After all, my mother is a doctor and yours is a nurse. They’d have the nerve and the stuff to do it.”
“Your mother is a kindly pediatrician, not a drug moll, so it had to be mine.”
“I don’t know, Pepper. I have large chunks of my childhood missing thanks to her and her Benadryl supply.”
― Wicked Game
“Probably both of them. After all, my mother is a doctor and yours is a nurse. They’d have the nerve and the stuff to do it.”
“Your mother is a kindly pediatrician, not a drug moll, so it had to be mine.”
“I don’t know, Pepper. I have large chunks of my childhood missing thanks to her and her Benadryl supply.”
― Wicked Game
“John, you don’t like me.”
“I’ve never said I didn’t like you.”
“You don’t have to say it. You just look at me and I know it’s true.”
His brows drew together. “How do I look at you?”
She sat back. “You scowl and frown at me as if I’d done something tacky, like scratch myself in public.”
He smiled. “That bad, huh?”
“Yes.”
“What if I promise not to scowl at you?”
“I don’t think that’s a promise you can keep. You are a very moody person.”
He removed one hand from his pocket and placed it over the even pleats of his shirt. “I’m very easygoing.”
Georgeanne rolled her eyes. “And Elvis is alive and raising minks somewhere in Nebraska.”
― Simply Irresistible
“I’ve never said I didn’t like you.”
“You don’t have to say it. You just look at me and I know it’s true.”
His brows drew together. “How do I look at you?”
She sat back. “You scowl and frown at me as if I’d done something tacky, like scratch myself in public.”
He smiled. “That bad, huh?”
“Yes.”
“What if I promise not to scowl at you?”
“I don’t think that’s a promise you can keep. You are a very moody person.”
He removed one hand from his pocket and placed it over the even pleats of his shirt. “I’m very easygoing.”
Georgeanne rolled her eyes. “And Elvis is alive and raising minks somewhere in Nebraska.”
― Simply Irresistible
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