“Jack felt arousal spiking through him, clouding his mind with the wanting, wanting this man, all of him, black and tarry, rotted with disuse, glorious and fractured and spilling out of the cracks.” — Jane Seville Copy Share Image
“And how do you really feel? Like I'll never recover. Like I'll never draw another breath without half of it being a wish for… — Jane Seville Copy Share Image
“Yeah, it’s just that… well, most of the time in names, D is followed by some more letters. Like –onald, or –avid.” — Jane Seville Copy Share Image
“Neither of us is gonna be able to walk tomorrow." "Who needs ta walk? Dunno 'bout you but I ain't plannin' ta leave this bed." "What, we just lie here naked all weekend?" "Somethin' wrong with that?" "Might scandalize the marshals when they bring in my food." "Aw, who the fuck cares." Jack arched one eyebrow at him. "Who are… — Jane Seville Copy Share
“Kissing Jack wasn't what he'd expected. Not letting himself do it for this long now seemed kind of stupid ... or a lot stupid. What had he been afraid of? Too intimate, too romantic, too ... just too. Sex was okay, even sucking dick was okay. That was to get off. Kissing, though ... that you did only because you… — Jane Seville Copy Share
“Check if anyone’s following us,” HAL said from the backseat. “How do I know that?” “Uh… look in the rearview mirror.” — Jane Seville Copy Share Image
“Okay." He let his eyes close and it was a relief; not just of relief of minutes, but of years.” — Jane Seville Copy Share Image
“He stood before the door, feeling uncharacteristically nervous. Hi. Uh... how are ya? No, no. Hello, Jack. I'm back. Shit, that fuckin' rhymes. Sounds… — Jane Seville Copy Share Image
“My grandma always had chocolate-covered cherries," D said, his tone curled at the edges, like he'd surprised himself with the memory. Jack slid up a little so he could watch D's face. "Usedta love them things. The way they'd kinda burst open when ya bit 'em, and that syrupy stuff inside, then the cherry. I'd bite off one side a… — Jane Seville Copy Share
“You got a better word for a guy who's swept my chimney five times in one night?" -Dr. Jack Francisco” — Jane Seville Copy Share
“He paused at the bedroom door, shut his eyes, took a deep breath, and walked right out like it was any other morning, and he and Jack would be having breakfast as if they hadn't had sex the night before. "Morning," he said, casting a quick glance over his shoulder. "Mmm," D grunted. "You done in the bathroom?" D blinked.… — Jane Seville Copy Share
“No, Jack, we cain’t sneak by. These aren’t movie bad guys who don’t got no peripheral vision and we can just slip past while… — Jane Seville Copy Share Image
“D snorted. “Gotta be prepared.” He looked up at Jack’s face, frowning. “What?” Jack shrugged. “It’s just….” He sighed. “I’m starting to see words… — Jane Seville Copy Share Image
