He had the prettiest hair she had ever seen on a man: dark brown, almost black, and soft like sable, it fell down to his shoulders. She wondered what he'd do if she threw some mud in it. Probably kill her.
Ilona AndrewsSince weโre playing that gameโฆ I tilted my face up to his and gave him a lovesick gaze. โDo you have to sneeze?โ he asked. โBe quiet. Iโm pretending to enjoy your company, just as you said.โ โTry not to strain anything.โ โOh, I wonโt. Iโm very good at faking it.โ That shut him up.
Ilona AndrewsYour date appears to be hysterical," Rene told me. "You think I should slap some man into him?
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