“You don’t have to flirt, T. I’m not a chick.” “That mean I don’t have to buy you dinner afterward?” “No, I definitely want dinner.” Prophet paused. “Maybe I am a chick.” — S.E. Jakes Copy Share Image
“I realize you're planning on fighting all the dragons single-handedly-" "I'm going to protect you from John, dammit. Show him that he can't fucking… — S.E. Jakes Copy Share Image
“Were we ever that beautiful?” “You still are,” Roger told him. “Maybe we should make the most of the hurricane.” “This was definitely foreplay.”… — S.E. Jakes Copy Share Image
“Is this the part where you tell me he’ll come around?” “Hell, no.” At least Phil Butler was an honest man. Five” — S.E. Jakes Copy Share Image
“It was like the violence of the world he’d grown up in had embedded itself in him, taken root, and could never be fully… — S.E. Jakes Copy Share Image
“There’s a hell of a lot you haven’t shared.” “Oh, I’m sorry. Be sure to send out invites to the pot-meets-kettle show you’ll be… — S.E. Jakes Copy Share Image
“Cooper came back down to the darkened room about half an hour after Lucky had freed his hands. The boat was still rocking, the… — S.E. Jakes Copy Share Image
“You stole his truck?” “Borrowed,” Prophet corrected. “Remy thought of it when I took him home.” “Did you just blame a fifteen-year-old kid for… — S.E. Jakes Copy Share Image
“What else do you want to do to me?" Jace asked, and Clint smiled. "That's a wicked look you've got going on." "Just remember,… — S.E. Jakes Copy Share Image
“So what, this is like a life lesson? Because I don’t like those,” Prophet had told him,” — S.E. Jakes Copy Share Image
“Letting me know your email address. Big step. Sure you're ready for that kind of commitment?" "I'm pretty sure I want you to shut… — S.E. Jakes Copy Share Image
“You are so fucking good for me and so fucking bad for me at the same time." "It's not good if you don't have… — S.E. Jakes Copy Share Image
“I can’t believe you read my medical files.” Prophet looked offended. “That would be an invasion of privacy. I looked through your bags.” — S.E. Jakes Copy Share Image
“What did he say about me?” Tom demanded. “You don’t want to know.” “You’re right.” “Told you,” Prophet said, looking quite pleased with himself.… — S.E. Jakes Copy Share Image
