Fear goes hand-in-hand with artistic creation, and no amount of success will make the fear go away entirely.

Sugar Beth detected the movement and shot him a look that challenged not only his manhood but also his very right to exist on the planet.

If I could put my brain in her body, the world would be mine for the taking.

Get inside before I spank you in public." There it was again, another of his maddening threats. Did that mean he wouldn't spank her if she did as he said or that he simply planned to spank her in private? She was still mulling over the whole unpleasant concept when he started the truck.

...I have to tell you that I'm not all that comfortable with the idea of spending the rest of my life sleeping next to somebody who's got the power to fire me if my underwear doesn't make it all the way to the hamper." She repressed a smile. "I'm sympathetic to your problem, but I'm not selling the team just so you can be a slob." "Somehow I didn't expect you would.

She's as plastic as you are. If you ever have kids, they'll come out of the birth canal with Fisher-Price stamped on their butts.

Nobody else can demean me. I can only demean myself