Maybe she was being so hoity-toity because she didn't have her own fairy godmother.

When I thought of Eric with someone else, I wanted to rip out all his beautiful blonde hair. By the roots. In clumps.

Are you a prude?' He seemed genuinely curious. 'No!' But after a second, I said, 'But may be compared to you, yes! I like my privacy. I get to decide who sees me naked. Do you get my point?' 'Yes. Objectively speaking, you have beautiful points.' I thought the top of my head would pop off... (Sookie Stackhouse & Claude, Dead in the Family)

Softie was not a word you could use in the same sentence as Eric.

But in my book, it was basically bad taste to stare at someone's assets, no matter how much on display they were.

I held on to my better nature by my fingernails but I held on.

I've got libraries in my blood.