Marriage is a land mine. A really intimate land mine. Adultery to kitchen fires. Never a dull [moment].

Roarke's brow cocked as he noted Casto take in the black satin that slithered over Eve's body. In the manner of men or unfriendly male dogs, Roarke showed his teeth.

I’ve been happy alone and I’ve been unhappy without you. I never wanted to depend on anyone, or to let myself care so much I could be made unhappy. But I depend on you and I love you.

I want you more than I should," she heard herself say. "I have you less than I want.

Hey. Hands off.” ", "“Please. Please, please, soooo pretty. Lemme just have one little touch.” "“Peabody, isn’t it embarrassing enough you’re wearing pink cowboy boots, again, without standing here drooling on my coat?”", [J.D. Robb, Celebrity In Death]

To fate and the strange way that it twists us all together.

Body adornments show that we're aware of our bodies and expect others to be aware as well.