When she heard the door behind her open, she spoke without turning.
"You've got a man who doesn't particularly like women as a species, considers them inferior. Well, to be fair, considers everyone inferior, but I got a definitive vibe women were lowest on his feeding chain. Called me 'miss,'" she grumbled.
"And lived?" Roarke stepped behind her and began rubbing her shoulders.
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No one, she tought as the breath trembled through her lips, no one had ever looked at her as he did. In a way that told her she was the center
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Life, she remembered, had to be lived, even - and maybe particularly - in the middle of death
J.D. RobbMaybe I just didn’t want it to be Benny because he really loves her, and if I was wrong about that, it’d be depressing. Who wants to be depressed?”
“Poets,” Eve decided. “You have to think they must.”
“Okay, other than poets.
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Life is never as long as we want it to be, and wasted time can never be recovered.
J.D. RobbYou're the love of my life. I don't care how corny that sounds. You're the start of it, and the end of it. And you're the best of it.
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