“And what do I smell like?" "Like arrogance and self-adoration," she snapped. "I can smell it a mile off.Why bother saying you didn't help me when it could only have been you?” — Frankie Rose Copy Share Image
“He paused and caught her in the flash of his eyes. The term green with envy sprung to mind for some reason, though that wasn't the particular sin that burned through her when he locked her to the spot. Nope.… — Frankie Rose Copy Share Image
“Fate must hate her. He was far too good-looking to be someone she had just crashed into.” — Frankie Rose Copy Share Image
“He cupped her face lightly in his hands, and gravity seemed to draw them together, like light towards a black hole.” — Frankie Rose Copy Share Image
“I was just looking up the definition for eviscerate. It says here, to remove the internal organs or entrails of a person or an… — Frankie Rose Copy Share Image
“We've got a war about to be unleashed here-one that I'm going to die for. One where you and I are an impossibility. So… — Frankie Rose Copy Share Image
“I feel my breath catch in my chest as I breathe out. I have no idea how to describe this feeling inside me, but… — Frankie Rose Copy Share Image
“Let's go inside. I always find walking inside buildings has this bizarre effect on me. I immediately forget uncomfortable situations, like when tiny midget… — Frankie Rose Copy Share Image
“And what do I smell like?" "Like arrogance and self-adoration," she snapped. "I can smell it a mile off.Why bother saying you didn't help… — Frankie Rose Copy Share Image
“Well, we're friends. In that weird way where you're eternally mad at me, and I'm eternally imagining what you look like naked.” — Frankie Rose Copy Share Image
“His strong jaw line was clenched tight, and a pair of startingly cool green eyes picked her apart with scientific precision. There was something… — Frankie Rose Copy Share Image
“The thing about car chases is this: if you're traveling through downtown LA at lunchtime, you can forget about them. In that kind of… — Frankie Rose Copy Share Image
“He paused and caught her in the flash of his eyes. The term green with envy sprung to mind for some reason, though that… — Frankie Rose Copy Share Image
