I might look as average as the next person but I had a few secrets up my sleeves. And lots of knives of course.

That one tickled. If electrocution is your way of flirting, I commend you on your originality.

Denise clung to the feel of his hands as she pushed at her panic. It's okay. You're safe...and this has got to be the ugliest couch ever.

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

And there is my payment the rubies in your cheeks. Are you properly scandalized by your wicked behavior? If you were Catholic, you'd singe the ears of the priest you confessed to. Do you remember making me swear to repeat all those naughty actions agian, no matter what you said this morning?" Now that he brought it up, I did recall saying that. Great Betrayed by my own immorality. "God, Bones...some of that was depraved." "I'll take that as a compliment." He closed the distance between us."I love you. Don't be ashamed of anything we did, even if your prudery is on life support.

Usually my form of turning someone down was shoving a stake through his heart while smirking, Gotcha!

His embrace was my drug of choice, and as any addict knew, one sampling was way too many and a thousand never enough.