Christ, don't you ever knock? It's Lassiter. L-A-S-S-I-T-E-R. How is it possible you're still getting me confused with someone else? Do I need a nametag?

I'm in love," he said hoarsely. "With someone else. That's why." Qhuinn (Lover Unleashed)

Well...he's back in an exam room. Should I get out a quarter?" Everybody groaned. There was only one He out of the legions of male patients they treated, and coin bingo was typically how the staff decided who had to deal with him.

You've got nothing to worry about. The righteous do not always right, but their souls remain pure. -Lassiter the Angel

I didn't know it would be black," she murmured with a little smile. Horror flooded his face. "Oh, Christ!

And God help them both, if it hadn’t been for Saxton, Qhuinn would have dropped the l-word right then and there, even though the timing was stupid.

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