That disapproving look was back in her eyes. Her teacher face. The one that could make you squirm from ten paces, even if you were innocent. And I hadn't been innocent for years.

I want a kiss to be so believable it gives the reader shivers.

I`m not a morning person.

I wasn't afraid of him anymore, because I could smell his fear. You never had to be afraid of anything that was afraid of you.

Never trust people who smile constantly. They're either selling something or not very bright.

Ma petite is not a subtle woman. Unless you say it, she will not understand it.

Anyone who tells you size doesn't matter has been seeing too many small knives.