Ms Fine

“Are you sympathetic or insulting me?” “What would you want it to be?” “Let’s see. If you were given one chance to choose which part of me to pick on, which would it be?” Shit, here you go again, treading on someone’s territory. You just can’t help it, do you? But he was just skirting the territory, not invading it. Nothing more. “Hmm, that would be a tough choice.” “Between?” She turned to face him. And when her hand reached out to touch him, he wanted to recoil and avoid her touch, and yet the bigger part of him yearned for it. It was one thing when he did the touching. Another thing when she did. “Your mind...” she stroked his hair with her left hand, “is quite mysterious and I would like to uncover your deepest secrets... And your hands...” She put her hand on top of his hand resting on his leg, “are quite strong that I wonder what they are capable of doing... And your...” She put her left palm over his chest. “Your heart...I want to know what it beats for. I want to see if it’s happy and healthy.”
― Eve Montelibano, Megastar

“A black Carrera came into the driveway and stopped behind the limo. This must be the director. They guy knew cars, alright. The driver came out of the car. Dare normally didn’t pay attention to a fellow guy’s looks but he did this time. Fuck, he isn’t fat, short, bald and ugly. Celine greeted the guy. They hugged each other and started talking animatedly. His nostrils flared. His fists started to clench but he willed them to relax. Get your shit together, you idiot. That’s the fuckin’ director who’d help Ben with your damn script.”
― Eve Montelibano, Megastar

“She wanted to slap herself for showing weakness around him. “Why?” he prodded. “Why what?” she snapped. “Why me?” “I was asking myself the same question.” “The wide-eyed act won’t work with me, cara.” “I am not—” “I won’t marry you. If that’s what you’re after, forget it. Not happening.” “I’m after what?!” she spluttered. She was at a loss for words. “It takes more than a cherry to make me cough up a wedding ring, “ he said with thinly veiled derision. “You should’ve done your homework. Marriage? Not in my cards.”
― Kat Madrid, Lonzo

“I’ll be at the Waldorf this afternoon. Need to see you.” Goddamn Brian. I hadn’t responded to”
― Laurelin Paige, The Fixed Trilogy