Do me a favor?โ he whispered. Beth's hold tightened on his hand. โAnything, what do you need?โ โHum the Jeopardy theme.โ There was a pause.Then Beth burst out laughing and swatted his shoulder. โWrath-โ โActually,take your clothes off and hum it while doing some belly grooves.โ As his shellan bent down and kissed his forehead, he looked up at her through his wraparounds. โYou think I'm kidding? Come on, we both need the distraction. And I promise I'll tip wellโ "You never carry cash." He extended his tongue and swept it over his upper lip. "I plan on working it off.
J.R. WardAfter all, tragedy didn't discriminate, so everyone was subject to the same whims of fate.
J.R. WardDo you think I haven't noticed? You can't wait to be free of me. I drink and then you bolt up, as if you've had to force yourself to endure my presence." She'd started to sob then. "I've always tried to be clean when I come to you. I spend hours in the tub, washing myself. But I cannot find the dirt that you see." -Marissa to Wrath
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