That was the Liam Stewart way of saying, Hi, darlin', missed you something fierce.

He doesn't bring many girls round unless they're part of a job - but also 'cause his smell can sometimes kill kittens.

Clancy had taught me well.

We want you. We wanted you yesterday, we want you today and we'll want you tomorrow. There's nothing you could do to change that.

I hugged him without any kind of fear or self-consciousness, fiercely, with a rush of emotion that almost brought tears to my eyes. "I could kiss you!" Chubs cried. "Please don't!" I gasp out, feeling his arms tighten around my ribs to the point of cracking them.

You get a good review, and it’s like crack. You need another hit. And another. And another. I know authors are like Tinkerbell and generally need applause to survive, but it’s a slippery slope.

You are actually the worst person I have ever met.