He laughed, and it raised goose-bumps on my arms. "Oh,ma petite ,ma petite , you are precious." Just what I wanted to hear. "So how are you getting here?" "My private jet." Of course, he had a private jet. "When can you be here?" "I will be there as soon as I can, my impatient flower." "I prefer ma petite to flower.
Laurell K. HamiltonOh, no, a leopard blew up and plastered itself all over everything, but hey, animal print was in this year.
Laurell K. HamiltonI have no personal stake in these people, Jean-Claude, but they are people. Good, bad, or indifferent, they are alive, and no one has the right to just arbitrarily snuff them out.โ "So it is the sanctity of life you cling to?" I nodded. โThat and the fact that every human being is special. Every death is a loss of something precious and irreplaceable.
Laurell K. Hamilton