A little tip for you, Winged Wonder. Don't threaten the woman you want to seduce." See Annabelle take control.
He reached out, gently brushed his fingertip along her collarbone. "If it means saving your life, I'll do more than threaten you. I'll follow through. Best you realize that now, rather than cry foul later.
You are treating that thing as if it is a great treasure," he said.
Well, yeah. Because it was. "You have something against cookies?"
"I couldn't say, as I have never had one."
Wait. What? "Never, as in never?"
"Is there another meaning for the word never that I don't know about?"
Ha, ha. "But that's criminal!"
"Hardly."
"But...why haven't you tasted one?"
"Because I choose to consume only foods that will strengthen me."
"I'm not sure you realize how ridiculous you sound."
-Annabelle and Zacharel
Her hand fluttered over her heart. "Did you just say the word shopping without flinching?"
"I did. So?"
"So, that's gotta be a record. It's a worldwide fact men hate shopping."
"How can I hate it when I've never done it?"
Her lips curled into a slow, beautiful smile. "If you weren't already an angel, I'd dub you a saint. Poor guy. You have no idea what you're in for.
You are beyond frustrating," she grumbled. "Why can't you do what I ask you to do without issuing a million questions first?"
"I could say the same of you."
"I don't--Argh." She raised a fist at him. "So maybe I do ask a lot of questions. So what. Anyone in my position would do the same. Besides, I'm a girl and that's my job. You're a boy. You're supposed to pound your chest with your fists and grunt, then do everything in your power to please me."
"Hardly. The man you just described is more likely to knock you over the head with a club and drag you away by the hair."
-Annabelle and Zacharel
Can I stay with the other angel, then? The blond."
Thane? "Why?" he demanded.
"Don't take this the wrong way, but I like him better than I like you."
There was a right way to take that statement? Honesty was to be commended, and yet Zacharel suddenly battled an inexplicable need to shake her. "You cannot know who you like better. You only spent a few seconds in his company."
"Sometimes a few seconds is all it takes."
-Annabelle and Zacharel
Suddenly self-conscious, she shifted from one booted foot to the other. "I asked the cloud for battle-ready clothing, and this is what I got. There are slits all over the pants, for easy access to the weapons, I'm guessing. But the bustier has me stumped. Unless, of course, the cloud thinks my cleavage will stun my opponents into stupidity."
-Annabelle
Disappointment mixed with bitter acceptance flashed in her eyes. "Maybe you are real," she said. "It would require a dark side I don't have to create someone like you."
"You forgot to say 'no offense' before making that statement."
"No, I didn't. I meant offense."
Bold little human, wasn't she?
-Annabelle and Zacharel
Look, Winged Wonder. Get me out of here, then we'll hammer out the details about where I'm staying. Okay?"
"Winged Wonder," he said, nodding. "I find that I do not mind that one. It fits."
"Captain Modesty fits better," she muttered.
"I disagree. Winged Wonder is clearly the better choice for a man such as me."
-Annabelle and Zacharel
Being with a man incapable of telling a lie – a whole lot of awesome. Being with a man who could taste when you lied – sucked the big one.
Gena Showalter„You,” the female on the bed said, her timbre shaded with irrittion. „New guy. Angel Boy. Colonel Curls, or whatever you want to be called. I'm done asking, so now I'm commanding. Free me.
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