I have a real low tolerance for parasites, and you're so close to the limit that I'm already reaching for the flea powder.

A thousand thoughts ran through my mind. Well, at least six or seven, anyway, because a thousand thoughts are a lot. Try counting your own thoughts and see how long it takes you to get to a thousand.

His mouth was hot and hungry, and he kissed the way no man should kiss and still be allowed to run free.

If death turned out to be a lack of being rather than a lack of consciousness, well, then, that sucked.

Do you know why men name their cocks?" "No, why?" she asked, trying to stifle her laughter. "So most of the major decisions in their lives won’t be made by a total stranger.

It was just a kiss – " "Yeah, and King Kong was just a monkey.

I'm not holding you against your will; I'm holding you against your car.