“Your dad just told us to go have sex.” Her mouth falling open, Jamie stopped dead in the middle of the hallway. “He what?” — Michelle Osgood Copy Share Image
“Your dad just told us to go have sex.” Her mouth falling open, Jamie stopped dead in the middle of the hallway. “He what?” — Michelle Osgood Copy Share Image
“Do you know why?” she asked, her head tilted as she met Deanna’s eyes. “Why?” Deanna’s eyes dropped to Jamie’s lips. “Because they’re all… — Michelle Osgood Copy Share Image
“Her fingers wrapped firmly around Deanna’s own, and Deanna was sure that without that solid grip she’d have floated straight up into the night… — Michelle Osgood Copy Share Image
“it allowed Deanna to pepper Jamie with questions about her “furry little problem.” “My furry little what ?” “You know, like in Harry Potter… — Michelle Osgood Copy Share Image
“I know you don’t like Vince Vaughn—” “He looks like how a pube in your mouth feels.” — Michelle Osgood Copy Share Image
“Put on some lipstick, pour yourself a drink and pull yourself together . Well, she couldn’t pour herself a drink, but she could put… — Michelle Osgood Copy Share Image
“Deanna wasn’t sure of the significance of the gesture, but found herself oddly touched. She knew enough about wolves—actual wolves—to know that necks and… — Michelle Osgood Copy Share Image
“GNAAW . Deanna needed to meet whomever it was that came up with the name. They clearly appreciated a good werewolf pun when they… — Michelle Osgood Copy Share Image
“I’m a woman with an active online presence. Do you think I haven’t received death threats before? Worse?” — Michelle Osgood Copy Share Image
“Deanna caught sight of her vibrator, flamboyantly purple in the center of her coffee table. Oh, shit.” — Michelle Osgood Copy Share Image
