She was halfway through the second yard when she heard Cyprien fall and curse.
No man in the world will turn down a blow job, Alex thought as she dodged through yards and around the houses, putting as much distance between them as she could.
And no man, not even Cyprien, could chase a girl with his pans down.
Yours is... il sent comme lavande."
Is that French for 'You stink'?"
It means 'lavender'."
Huh." She sniffed at her wrist. "I thought I smelled more like a grape Popsicle.
He so enjoyed disconcerting a woman of conservative sensibilities, and he suspected that the detective had inhibitions atop reservations wrapped in reticense."
--Lucan thinking about Samantha
Dark Need by Lynn Viehl
Tag: dark-need lynn-viehl
No battle was ever won by wholly sane men.
Lynn ViehlAnd no man, not even Cyprien, could chase a girl with his pants down.
Lynn ViehlYou're a quiet, beautiful woman in a loud, ugly place. An orchid among weeds. You define obvious.
Lynn ViehlTag: pnr darkyn-series
Count yourself fortunate." He made an elegant sweep of his hand toward the sun. "Daylight does not make them turn to ash, but they become bloody damn infants, whinging on about irritated eyes and sluggish limbs and so forth.
Lynn ViehlThat was rather interesting,' Mercer said as he filled his coffee mug and passed the thermal carafe to John. 'What do you say for dinner? "Blessed be the serial killers, or else the devil would have no one to torment.
Lynn ViehlTo Whom It May Concern. A racist Irishman has just made me aware that I am as bigoted as he is. Please excuse me from working with people of different skin colours until I can achieve an attitude adjustment. I do not wish to be a Nazi.
Lynn ViehlAlex watched the severed head fall and the body slump over. 'I'm not reattaching that. Just FYI.
Lynn ViehlTag: humor
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