I can hear other things, too. Before you came around, I had no idea a man could make a girl scream like that. Reyes seems very talented.

You’re just using me for my body.” “You don’t have a body,” I’d remind him. “Throw that in my face.” “Technically, you don’t have a face either.

Just in case, though, I stormed into my apartment, tossed a quick hello to Mr. Wong, then rummaged through my entertainment center to lay out all my exorcism equipment. I kept it in my entertainment center because exorcisms were nothing if not entertaining.

Man, that woman was quick when she wanted to be. But put her behind the wheel of a Buick.

Chocolate and coffee ? Together ? Whoever came up with that combination should have won a Nobel Peace Prize. Or at least a subscription to Reader's Digest.

If I couldn't be a good example, I'd just have to be a horrible warning.

Hello?" I said, because Charley's House of Pasties seemed wrong.