“Oi, mate,” he said, jabbing his thick index finger square in the center of Richard's chest. “No need to get grabby, is there?” — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Ain’t got no shit to fuckin worry on, dig. Ladybird good enough to handle any all comes she fuckin way.” — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“If they were going to have the kind of discussion that ended with her feeling like the world's dumbest bitch, she'd like to at… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“She settled for patting him vaguely on the back and wishing she was anywhere but there. Although he did smell good.” — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Authors, reviews are not for you. They are not for you. Authors, reviews are not for you.” — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Aw, naw, ain’t sayin that. You do what you need an ain’t try telling you no, but … takin you to bed, want you… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Sure. Focused. Let's totally ignore any possible other avenues and just tunnel-vision our way along. Maybe we'll get lucky and blunder into a Lamaru… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Bump stood in the middle of the room, wrapped in a heavy fur coat, with a black silk top hatcovering his fuzzy head and… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Yeah, I lied and I shouldn’t have and it was lousy of me and I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt you, I never… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“HOw did you tell someone the truth when you weren't even sure what that was?” — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“I’m not into danger, either.” “Aw, Chess. You so into it you ain’t climb out with a rope. Why else you do your job,… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“How the hell did people do this, this emotion-and-forgiveness thing? How did they stand these feelings? She could barely handle it and she had… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
