Please, if you would," the butler said, "no throwing the linens. Peaches, anyone?" -Fritz
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Phury nodded. "And if she lives with us, we get to keep the cat.
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Look upon me, Mistress. Watch as I wither!
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A couple of inches up and right and he would have been a soprano.
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With a quick jerk, Qhuinn wrapped his arms around the single most important person in his life. It was not Layla, although he felt a pang at that denial. It was not John, or his king. It wasn't the brothers. This male was the reason for everything.
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The heavy soul will not pass though the body is failing.
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Saxton shifted exhausted eyes over. "Must we do this?"
"What happened --"
"I think you and he need to talk. And once you do, I won't have to worry about being jumped like a felon again."
Blay frowned. "He and I have nothing to say to each other --"
"with all due respect, the ligature marks on my neck would suggest otherwise.
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In the Old Language, she hissed, "If any harm shall befall him, I will come after you, and find where you sleep. I do not care where you lay your head or who with, my vengeance shall rain upon you until you drown.
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And it was kind of funny to see all these professional fighters unwilling to get within a mile of the female. Then again, if you wanted to survive doing the work they did, accurate risk assessment was something you developed early -- and even Qhuinn, who was the object of the protective instinct the Chosen was rocking, wouldn't have dared touch her.
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Is he Catholic?" her grandmother asked on the way out.
He's a drug dealer -- so if he is religious, he's got incredible powers of reconciliation.
"He looks like a good boy," her vovo said over her shoulder. "A good Catholic boy." And that was that -- for now.
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