When Barrons looks at me like that, it rattles me. Lust, in those ancient, obsidian eyes, offers no trace of humanity. Doesnโt even bother trying. Savage Mac wants to invite it to come out and play. I think sheโs nuts. Nuts, I tell you.
Karen Marie MoningBarrons, Jericho: I haven't the faintest fecking clue. He keeps saving my life. I suppose that's something.
Karen Marie MoningBarrons laughed again. "And there, my dear Fio, you make one of Womankind's greatest mistakes: Falling in love with a man's potential. We so rarely share the same view of it, and even more rarely care to achieve it. Stop pining for the man you think I could be -- and take a good, long, hard look at the one I am.
Karen Marie Moning