Do you think you're walking out on me, on your life, because you defended yourself against a monster?"
"I killed my father."
"You killed a fucking monster. You were a child. Are you going to stand there, look me in the face, and tell me that child was to blame?"
She opened her mouth, closed it. "It's not a matter of how I see it, Roarke. The law--"
"The law should have protected you!" With visions dancing evilly in his head, he snapped. He could all but hear the tight wire of control break. "Goddamn the law. What good did it do either one of us when we needed it most? You want to chuck your badge because the law's too fucking weak to care for it's innocents, for it's children, be my guest. Throw your career away. But you're not getting rid of me.
Stichwörter: eve-dallas roarke the-law
What about your crepe?"
"Stuff It."
"She's crazy about you," Mavis commented.
"It's almost embarrassing, the way she fawns.
Stichwörter: eve-dallas roarke fawns
Summerset, don't you ever sleep?"
"It's Lieutenant Dallas. She's--"
Roarke dropped his briefcase, grabbed Summerset by the lapels. "Has she been hurt? Where is she?"
"A nightmare. She was screaming." Summerset lost his usual composure and dragged a hand over his hair. "She won't cooperate. I was about to call your doctor. I left her in her private suite."
As Roarke pushed him aside, Summerset grabbed his arm. "Roarke, you should have told me what had been done to her."
Roarke merely shook his head and kept going. "I'll take care of her.
Stichwörter: nightmare roarke summerset
I'm still picking pockets--I just do it as legally as I can. Being married to a cop limits certain activities.
J.D. RobbStichwörter: roarke picking-pockets
he wouldn't mention, now or then, the illegal nine-millimeter automatic he had in his pocket. Why distress the woman you loved with minor details?
J.D. RobbStichwörter: roarke
You had no right. No right to stand in front of me.” He turned back now, his eyes vividly blue with temper that had gone from frigid to blaze. “No fucking right to risk yourself on my behalf”
“Oh really. Is that so?” She stalked forward until they were toe to toe. “Okay, you tell me. You keep looking me dead in the eye and you tell me you wouldn’t have done the same if it was me in jeopardy.”
“That’s entirely different.”
“Why?” Her chin came up and her finger jabbed hard into his chest. “Because you have a penis?
Stichwörter: eve-dallas roarke
What time is it in New York?"
He shook his head. "An hour later than it is here. The earth simply has to revolve, Eve, however annoying it is for you."
"It can revolve all it wants. I just don't see why people can't settle on the same time.
Stichwörter: humor eve-dallas roarke
Okay. Look, why don't you take care of the half a million things you've been letting dangle in Roarke's Empire of Everything?"
"Catchy title. I may use it one day.
Stichwörter: humor eve-dallas roarke
When she brought Mira up, Eve gave Roarke another glance. "Don't talk to him," she warned. "He can get bitchy when he's in this deep. I don't know if we have any of that tea stuff."
"I had it stocked, and I don't get bitchy. Bloody, buggering HELL."
Eve just rolled her eyes and got the tea.
Stichwörter: humor eve-dallas roarke
You're almost as good as Peabody."
He stopped at the door, grabbed her up in a steaming kiss. "You can't get that from Peabody."
"I could if I wanted." But it made her grin as he uncoded the locks. "But I like you better for sex.
Stichwörter: sex eve-dallas peabody roarke
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