I thought I recognized you." Really? He remembered me looking like Swamp Thing? How flattering.

To find them all in one package...well, perhaps better not to dwell on his package in my fragile state.

And yet there was something about his strength, his arrogance, his sheer size that got under my skin. He probably couldn't even spell vanilla. He was probably selfish in the sack. Probably selfish and greedy and...unsophisticated. And hung like a horse.

You don't look so hot, Adrien." "Yeah, well I'm having a bad heart day." His upper lip curled in a semblance of a smile. "Tell me about it.

Sable hair bisected his pecs and arrowed down to the straight and unequivocal statement of his returned interest. Forcing my gaze to his face, I said, "I really don't think we have time for that." "You know that, and I know that, but HE doesn't believe it." "Believe it," I told HIM. J.X.'s mouth tugged into one of those heart-stopping smiles. "Maybe you should whisper in his ear.

Not as intolerable as being dead, in my opinion, but I'm very fond of me. I would miss me a lot.

If there was one life skill everyone on the planet needed, it was the ability to think with critical objectivity