You know what I mean. And by the way, you should slow down.โ I sighed. โYouโre kidding me. This is coasting. This is little old lady speed.โ โNASCAR drivers would have heart attacks. Slow down before we get a ticket.โ โChicken.
Rachel CaineI paused in the act of opening the door and looked at him with what were probably cartoon-wide eyes. "Wait a second," I said. "So, you're best friends with a hot vampire chick who likes leather." "Yeah." "And together, you fight crime?" I couldn't help it. I cracked up.
Rachel CaineYou couldn't be romantic if your life depended on it." "You know what's lucky? Most bad guys don't ask you to be romantic on command, so that probably won't matter.
Rachel Caine--I lifted one foot from the brackish water, and the bunny slippers were soaked and drooped pathetically. Even the fangs seemed robbed of any charm. "Don't worry," I told it. "Someone will pay for your suffering. Heavily. With screaming." I felt I should repeat it for the other slipper, in case there should be any bad feelings between the two. One should never create tension between ones's footwear. --POV is Myrnin, page 221
Rachel CaineShe was staring at you.โโ โโWhat can I say? Irresistible.โโ โโShane, itโs not funny. I justโyou should be careful.โโ โโAlways am.โโ Which was an absolute lie. Shaneโs eyes fixed on hers, and she felt a burst of heat inside that crept up to burn in her cheeks. He smiled slowly. โโJealous?โโ โโMaybe.โโ โโNo reason. I like my ladies with a pulse.
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