I had to give it him, to flatter and insult a woman in one propostition took talent.

…Something isn’t right with you and this property. Strange things happen around it. I don’t know what is going on, but I will find out. You could make it easier on yourself by coming clean.” “Sure. This is a magic bed-and-breakfast and the two guys in my kitchen are aliens from outerspace.

I make a bad mom, but I can pull off a crazy aunt.

I finally realized the source of your mutual attraction," Saiman said, his voice dry. "You both think violence is foreplay.

In there?' She nodded. 'You want us to go into the tortoise?' Another nod. 'It's alive.' Another nod.

Failure happened. The trick was to accept the risk and try anyway.

I was so happy to be out of there. “Barabas, if you weren’t batting for the other team, I’d marry you.” He grinned. “If I weren’t batting for the other team, I would accept your proposal. You had me at ‘No comment.’ If all my clients were this smart, my life would be much easier. Much, much easier.