Haven't you heard about me?" he said, with a tight smile. "I'm really a very dangerous person." And he did look dangerous until he said, "Look, could you watch Dog for me while I'm gone? I can't take him where I'm going.

You didn't have to go to the fireworks with him. Or - or let him fondle you." "Fondle?" Raisa raised her eyebrows, "When did I mention fondling?

My tagline is ‘Less sex, more romance, lower body count.’

How'd it go with Leesha?" "It was great! We were bad cop and bad cop!

You couldn’t keep your mouth shut? I’m calling you Glitterhair from now on. Or Talksalot.

Did the destruction of one dream leave a vacuum that required filling with another? Is a broken heart more vulnerable?

You look like a boy who has eaten the fruit of the tree of knowledge and doesn't like the taste.