“Agreed.” Casey picked up the box of matches. “Write it down, and we’ll sage it.” Rapunzel groaned. “Not more fucking sage.” — Eve Dangerfield Copy Share Image
“If I fuck you, you’ll think all your prayers have been answered. I’ll make you see god, Middleton. I’ll make you think I am… — Eve Dangerfield Copy Share Image
“He wasn’t a pretty boy, his nose was crooked and his grin lopsided, but he had that square-jawed, salt-of-the-earth handsome look that made a… — Eve Dangerfield Copy Share Image
“You women, always trying to rush straight to sex. Whatever happened to romance?” — Eve Dangerfield Copy Share Image
“They’d tried to diagnose him but there was no apparent medical explanation for his behaviour. He was just what his mum called ‘away with… — Eve Dangerfield Copy Share Image
“If I fuck you, you’ll think all your prayers have been answered. I’ll make you see god, Middleton. I’ll make you think I am… — Eve Dangerfield Copy Share Image
“The Guy let out a grunt of what was clearly resentment, mingled with please-fuck-offness.” — Eve Dangerfield Copy Share Image
“Everyone had a crush on Tyler Henderson. Women, gay men, straight men, more perceptive animals...” — Eve Dangerfield Copy Share Image
“In the moment, you wanted to marry that big, boring, black-haired, super bossy son of a bitch. So do it. Marry the narc and… — Eve Dangerfield Copy Share Image
