If you were Catholic, you'd singe the ears of the priest you confessed to.

If anyone other than you had me fly halfway around the world just to keep me waiting while you were obviously lingering in bed, I’d have my driver run them over. Twice.

You messed with the wrong white girl, motherfucker!” Tyler shouted.

I’d want our wedding to be special. I don’t have a dress, you don’t have a best man, and instead of flowers, we have corpses on poles decorating the front of the house.” “Flowers are on the way, as is my best man, three seamstresses are ready to make any dress you desire, and I’ll have the corpses taken down,” he replied without missing a beat.

Odd that I couldn’t catch any of your dream,” Bones went on. “Normally your dreams are like background music to me.

As if Spade's chivalry would allow him to do anything to a woman. The harshest punishment she could imagine him dishing out to Cat would be refusing to open a door for her.

This is our true tie," he whispered, his breath falling hotly onto my lips. "You're meant for me, and I will have you.