Besides, when not hard at work with this research, I'm actually conducting a side experiment on how cigarettes and gin increase charisma. As you might guess, the results are looking very promising.

Piece of Heaven?" "No, that other place I'm going to go to for thinking what I'm thinking.

A gun. I had been brought down by a gun. It was practically comical. Cheaters, I thought.

Hope implies that you think you have a chance at something.

Come on! Don't hold back," Christian said. "I'm not, " Lissa protested. "You are too! I've seen you knock on a door harder than you're hitting me. " "That's a ridiculous metaphor. " "And, " he added, "you aren't aiming for my face. " "I don't want to leave a mark!" "Well, at the rate we're going, there's no danger of that, " he muttered

Aubrey, crouching on a nearby counter, watched me with squinty eyes, apparently pondering why anyone would willingly immerse themselves in water ever, let alone for extended periods of time.

the kind of kiss that said, I want to consume every inch of you and hear you scream my name.