She wished he weren't so damned fit. Running away was a lot harder when the guy you were fleeing kept in such an excellent shape. -Cath Talarico
Ruthie KnoxMom had considered Cath a bit of a hoochie, but the truth was that Cath always opened her heart when she opened her legs.
Ruthie KnoxYou're not Adam, asshole. You're the snake.
Ruthie KnoxI promise you, whatever we are together, it's not a mistake. It's too good to be a mistake.
Ruthie KnoxI didn't know you owned clothes with colors."
"I have a few things that aren't black."
"Of course you do, darling. Only all the ones I've seen are very small, and I get to take them off with my teeth. You've trained me to salivate at the sight of color, like one of Pavlov's dogs. Your top is making me very hungry.
What's your name?" she asked.
He laughed. "Nev."
She sat up suddenly, bracing her elbows on the bed. "Short for Neville?"
It was the world's dorkiest name. Nearly as bad as Rupert. "I never thought I'd be penetrated by a Neville." she said wonderingly. "Maybe a Colin, or a Simon but -"
"Shut up.
Tags: humor
After I left here on Saturday, I decided never to see you again.”
He was sliding the frittata under the broiler, so she could only see his profile, but damn if he didn’t appear to be smirking.
“I know that, darling. It wounds my pride you won’t go out with me, but I can console myself with the knowledge that when you do see me, you can’t keep your knickers on for ten minutes running.”
She threw her cookie at him, feigning indignation. “You bastard! Are you calling me easy?”
“I like you easy. Besides, you’re not to blame. Who’d want to wear wet knickers?
Tags: contemporary-romance
I have a few things that aren't black." "Of course you do darling. Only the ones I've seen are very small, and I get to take them off with my teeth. You've trained me to salivate at the sight of color, like one of Pavlov's dogs. Your top is making me very hungry
Ruthie KnoxI'm a thoroughly respectable woman."
"You don't kiss like one.
Is he actually good?” Judith asked. “He’s incredible.” “Sorry, are we talking about the painting or the shagging?” Nev asked. “The painting!” He grinned. “Right.
Ruthie KnoxTags: humor
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