“We’ve got to stop meeting like this.” “No, we don’t.” He liked meeting like this, over her bare ass, a hot-off-the-presses copy of the Rocky Mountain News, and a steaming cup of coffee. It was so perfect, he planned on… — Tara Janzen Copy Share Image
“He'd wanted to take her dirty and take her sweet, take her any way he could get her and every way he could dream… — Tara Janzen Copy Share Image
“Nikki : I think he makes women question their position in life through their association with the dichotomy of his physical power and his whole feminine mystique. That's the part of Travis I'm always trying to capture. The tension. You must have felt it in the studio. She was serious. He could tell by the tone of her voice. And… — Tara Janzen Copy Share
“It was better to talk, which would be a helluva lot easier if he would just talk back a little. Damn it, it was… — Tara Janzen Copy Share Image
“Don't you want to be neighbors?" "No." he said. "I want to be lovers. Sleep-together lovers. Wake-up together lovers. One bed." Oh, God, she… — Tara Janzen Copy Share Image
“Politics and war were just different names for power, and the price of power was predictably high and could be precisely measured-in dollards,yen,euros,rubles,riyals, and… — Tara Janzen Copy Share Image
“It worried him. Like him, she had to be exhausted. She smelled like gasoline; her clothes were torn. She had a small white bandage on her forehead where the EMT had cleaned her cut. Dirt smudged her face, her arms, her legs. He knew she still didn't have any underwear, and for the first time, he felt bad about it.… — Tara Janzen Copy Share
“Do you still have Ms. Dekker?" Have her, had her, going to have her again-at least he'd planned on it until the troops had… — Tara Janzen Copy Share Image
“Hanson got to sleep with you, and I didn't,” he said, his own jaw a little tight. “So I stole his car.” — Tara Janzen Copy Share Image
“It was the most traditional wedding ring in the world. It reeked of stability and fiftieth wedding anniversaries. It proclaimed itself to the world… — Tara Janzen Copy Share Image
“How could she not know he was thinking about sex? he wondered. It was all he'd been thinking about for the last eighteen hours,… — Tara Janzen Copy Share Image
“He caught her, and he held her, and he let her cry, and cry, and cry, and he let her use his sheets to… — Tara Janzen Copy Share Image
“She'd kicked Klein's ass and still had enough moxie to tag him, and enough physical strength to get herself out of a window ten… — Tara Janzen Copy Share Image
