Bring me liquor, Bones, fast, to take my foot out of my mouth. Cat to Bones

You either trust me or you don't. I've never let you down, and I won't walk away unless you make me. Period. Now, unless you have a real emergency, I'd like to get back to my vacation. And my corpse, thanks.

Any situation was better faced with an empty bladder, a clean body, and a lack of morning breath.

Jesus, Mary and Joseph, I was going to squirt tears. How unprofessional.

If only there was a way I could cover my tension with the scent of eau de brass valls instead.

Miffed, I poked him in the chest. 'You think you know everything?' His hands caressed my back. 'Not everything, but some things. I knew without a doubt I'd fallen in love when we met. Then I knew I'd do anything to make you feel the same way.

Kitten." His voice was thick with something I couldn't name. "This is the part... where you don't have a choice.