Larry had brought me blue jeans, a red polo shirt, jogging socks, my white Nikes, an extra cross from my suitcase, the silver knives, the Firestar complete with inner pants holster, and the Browning and its shoulder holster. He'd forgotten a bra, but hey, except for that it was perfect.
Laurell K. HamiltonIf your life works, and you work in it, then itโs okay, whatever is happening is okay.
Laurell K. HamiltonYou lie like butter wouldn't melt in your mouth, Edward." He smiled. "I don't lie to you." "Really," I said. The smile became a grin. "Okay, not most of the time, anymore." His face sobered. "I'm not lying now.
Laurell K. HamiltonGiving up something that no longer serves a purpose, or protects you, or helps you, isnโt giving up at all, itโs growing up.
Laurell K. HamiltonIt always amazes me how many women like dangerous men. Men who almost from the moment you meet them, you know are bad news. Me, I prefer my men kinder, gentler, nice. Niceness is highly underrated by most people.
Laurell K. Hamilton