“Rampant male predator’,” Simon said, shaking his head. “Blatant, Archer.” “Would you prefer ‘alpha male’?” Jeremy asked. “I do occasionally feel the… — M. Chandler Copy Share Image
“Gut instinct," Jeremy wheezed. "Your gut's been shot," Mike pointed out, but he looked uncertain.” — M. Chandler Copy Share Image
“In that case, hell, I'll even spring for the coffee. Unless you're some kind of damned tea-drinking Englishman, in which case you… — M. Chandler Copy Share Image
