She was thinking, I have a nut in my house. How do I get the nut out of my house?
Shelly LaurenstonBut I was about to make him see God…
Shelly LaurenstonShe never discussed her past in detail, but a few tidbits she’d dropped here and there over the last few months they’d all been hanging together convinced Ronnie and Sissy that the woman hadn’t merely lived on the wild side, but instead owned prime real estate there.
Shelly LaurenstonYou do know I’m the one person who can shoot you and make it look like justifiable homicide?
Shelly LaurenstonYou cry at a movie but not about your brother?
Shelly LaurenstonFine! Do whatever you want. And when you get fleas, don’t come complaining to me.
Shelly LaurenstonBrendon’s big hands slid under her skirt and took hold of the plain white cotton panties she had to dig through her entire suitcase to find.
Shelly LaurenstonTrue, but now you’ve got Bren. Think of it like an extra pair of thermal underwear. Sometimes you’re in a situation when you really need two.”
Ronnie started to sip her hot chocolate but stopped and put her cup back down. “Darlin’, that is one of the dumbest analogies I’ve heard in a long time.
Don’t fret none, darlin’. I got your back.”
“You said that in Budapest. I still have the scars, too.
He’d hate to start killing people at this stage in the game. Especially some poor schmuck who happened to marry the wrong woman.
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