And you know, I believed him. What girl wouldn't?

What you can't run away from, you have to face

I thought I'd pay you a visit, my dear. Since you're so interesting." My mouth shifted into high gear, leaving my brain behind. "You know, you're the second guy in a few days to call me that. You should be more creative.

Oh, dear me." Nathalie sank back down in the chair and examined her Uggs. "The sarcasm could've started dripping off her and stained the floor. "Is it conspiracy, treachery, murder, or open warfare? I'll have to choose my lipstick accordingly.

Christophe, with the careful tone of an adult telling a kid not to pet the nice foaming-rabid pooch.

I looked like a ghost. And I should know. I’ve seen a few.

He laughed. The laugh could strip the skin off an elephant in seconds.