I said, I know why youโre afraid to fight with me.โ "And why is that?โ If he flexed again, Iโd have to implement emergency measures. Maybe I could kick some sand at him or something. Hard to look hot brushing sand out of your eyes. "You want me.โ Oh boy. "You canโt resist my subtle charm, so youโre afraid youโre going to make a spectacle out of yourself.โ "You know what? Donโt talk to me.
Ilona AndrewsLong strands of drool stretched from between his fangs and dripped on the pavement, sending a heady scent of jasmine to swirl through the air. Perfumed monster spit. What was the world coming to?
Ilona AndrewsWould you like to assist me with my choice of underwear as well?โ My sarcasm whistled right over his head. โI would be delighted. While Iโd love to see you in a balconette bra, Iโm afraid for this particular occasion I would have to go with a foam-lined seamless due to the tight fit of the garment across your breasts . . . Perhaps I could come over and review what you have available . . .
Ilona AndrewsSo. You refuse my money, you serve me thirty-year-old Highland Park scotch, and we've been in the same room for approximately five minutes, yet none of my bones are broken. This leads me to believe that your back is against the wall and you desperately need me for something. I'm dying to know what that is.
Ilona Andrews