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Mircea leaned over to refill my wineglass, and a section of his bare chest showed under the robe, along with a hint…

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I have to fix this,” I told him, as clearly and calmly as I could. “If you want to help me, then…

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“Is anything going to kill me if I use your bathroom?" I finally asked. "Knowing you?" Pritkin's voice was muffled since he…

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Prevarication, how divine! I always did get along better with sinners.

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Take them off!” I told him, grabbing the front of his jeans. “Take everything off!” “I’m trying!” “Try harder!

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I lay there, no longer fighting, since my head was spinning too much. And because I wasn’t going to win anyway. And…

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No they called it the Codex Merlini because it was written by a guy named Ralph.

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I thought there was a good chance the fridge was possessed. It was subtle about it, but I had its number. I…

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Poireaux vinaigrette aux grains de caviar.” I did a quick translation. “Leeks and fish eggs in vinegar?” He grinned. “It sounds better…

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They-" He stopped and just blinked at me for a minute. "You know, people are always saying that you're cuckoo. Looney Tunes.…

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“My sometimes friend, sometimes enemy, all the time pain in the ass.”

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“I bent over him and, before I could say anything, he grabbed me by the back of my head, dragged my mouth…

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“There was a time when you trusted me with your life!” “And there was a time when you used your brain instead…

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you gotta think it’s a waste of—” “Ray!” I glanced around, but there was nobody within earshot. “Well, excuse me if I’m…

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“Aiyaaaa,” Zheng said softly. And if that meant “holy shit,” I agreed.”

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I can get others to do what you do. They won’t be as good, but . . . okay. It could work.…

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“How the hell do you think I feel?" I don't want to end up inside a woman!" He paused. "Well, at least…

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Trash can!” Pritkin cursed and grabbed one, just about the time everything I’d eaten that night paid a repeat visit. Whiskey, pizza,…

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