That's where you come in. I want into that guy's mind, and you need to tell me how to do it." Ad shrugged. "Personally, I'd just use a hacksaw, butโ" "There are potential consequences and side effects," Eddie said carefully. "Like what?" "Well, worst case... he could end up like Adrian.
J.R. WardDo 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. WardNeither said anything while they embraced. Sometimes words didn't go far enough, the vessels of letters and the ladles of grammar incapable of holding the heart's sentiments.
J.R. WardYo, cop. We're heading for Screamer's. You wanna come?" Butch looked up at the doorway. Vishous was in the hall with Rhage and Phury behind him. The vampires had expectant looks on their faces, like they honestly wanted to hang with him. Butch found himself grinning like the new kid who didn't have to sit alone at lunch after all.
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