And since Iโm going to be in the neighborhood, you thought I might do as an escort? To an orgy?
Charlaine HarrisDonโt you just hate nights like that, when you think over every mistake youโve made, every hurt youโve received, every bit of meanness youโve dealt out? Thereโs no profit in it, no point to it, and you need sleep.
Charlaine HarrisOkay," I said. "I'd hoped to avoid this, but... Bill, I rescind your invitation into my house." Bill began walking backward to the door, a helpless look on his face, and my brush still in his hand. Eric grinned at him triumphantly. "Eric," I said, and his smile faded. "I rescind your invitation into my house." And backward he went, out my door and off my porch. The door slammed shut behind (or maybe in front of?) them.
Charlaine Harris