Big bad merc, down with a basic hip toss. In your place I'd be blushing.

Cajun stomp?" "You heard me, swamper. And keep your hands to yourself.

Where is Barbie?" The female shifter snickered and choked it off. "Is there a stripper pole?

What is wrong with you? Many, many things.

Five minutes later, we were rolling around on the helipad as he tried to muscle his way out of my armlock, after slamming me onto the helipad. “I finally realized the source of your mutual attraction,” Saiman said, his voice dry. I looked up. He was standing a few feet away. “Do enlighten us.” Curran tried to roll into me to break the lock. Oh no you don’t. “You both think violence is foreplay.

The rabbis paled. I’d managed to terrify holy men. Maybe I could beat up a nun for an encore.

Cerise ran through the course in her mind. “Three miles, stream on the right, Mozer Lake, Tinybear, Bigbear, Miller’s Path.” She paused, not sure if she’d said it correctly. “Three miles, stream on the right, Mozer Lake, Tinybear, Bigbear, Miller’s Path.” “Thank you, Dora. Put the sword back into Backpack and we’ll go.” He nodded at the river. “Who is Dora?” “You are. Dora the Explorer. Vamanos. Put the sword away or I will take it from you.