If you'll just settle down and listen, I'll explain." Cautiously, he turned her around so she faced him. Then, before she could protest, he looked at her mouth, appeared drawn there and he started kissing her again, light, teasing kisses. "I swear, Frannie, you have the sexiest mouth."
"In about two seconds, I'm going to unman you with my knee." He released her and stepped back so quickly, she almost smiled. "Now, if you insist, you can explain while you help me move my stuff."
-Booker and Frannie
I figured you for a hooker."
Lily blinked at him.
Neither of them moved.
Even Elvis quit singing...
"A hooker?...What a dilemma for you, Detective Ross. Here you are, the quintessential defender against evil--"
"Knock it off, Lily."
"The epitome of all that's good--"
Growling, he said, "You're asking for it."
"A regular White Knight, and you thought the damsel in distress was a soiled dove."...Taking him by surprise, Lily drew up short, pulled him around, and threw herself into his arms. "You're precious, Parker, you really are."
-Lily and Parker
The donkey nibbled on his butt.
"What the hell!" Leaping a foot, Ozzie jerked around. The donkey was right THERE, not two inches from him, his ears laid back and his big brown eyes soulful. How had the damned thing moved so silently?
"He's just being friendly." Marci shared that special smile that felt like a caress. "He likes you."
Appalled, Ozzie said, "He likes my ass." And he backed out of the donkey's reach.
"I do, too."
No, no, no. He wasn't about to touch that one. "It'd help if you'd just be quiet, Marci."
Unaffected by his dark mood, she laughed. "Lighten up, Osbourne. It's not my fault, or the donkey's that you have such an irresistible bod."
-Osbourne and Marcie
Back then," he whispered, "I guess I was into masochism, because being there with you, so close when you were so untouchable, was pretty torturous."
In the same whisper, Beth asked, "So why did you do it?"
"Because not being with you was worse."
-Beth and Levi
You trust him, Trace, and you know it."
"With my back," Trace snapped. "Not with my sister.
Before she could finish that thought, Dare kissed her on the top of the head. "You're more fragile than you realize, Molly Alexander." He caught her chin, turning her face toward him. "Don't push yourself. I want you - that's not going to change. I can't say I won't kiss you, but how far and how fast we go is up to you.
Lori FosterThat's a claim I can put to you, Bishop." Dare knew the slow show of his teeth looked like pure evil. "I have contacts in businesses that you can't even imagine. I have friends in high places, and better friends in low places. No matter what you do or where you crawl away to, I have ways of getting to you. Cross me, and I will obliterate you, Bishop, socially, financially and personally.
Lori FosterTags: dare
Sounding hoarse, Dare whispered, "Tell me what you want."
The feel of his broad, strong hand against her left her quaking inside - in a good way. The tremble sounded in her tone as she tried to explain. "I want to be whole again. I want to be me, the person I was before I was taken to Tijuana."
Dare said nothing. Molly felt his hesitation, his indecision. God love the man, he didn't want to take advantage of her.
"I know what I want, Dare." She covered his hand with her own, pressed him closer. "I want to replace the bad memories with new ones. Better ones."
His hand curved around her, but he said nothing.
Watching his face, Molly whispered, "I want to do that now, with you.
Let me leave you my number. Anything comes up, or if anyone bothers you-"
"You're bothering me.
Trace started on his way again, this time taking the lead. "She's five-four and weighs less than one-twenty. Matt can handle himself."
"Says the man with the black eye.
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