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I want to thank the good lord for making me a yankee

— Joe DiMaggio

“Sawyer reached out and twirled a strand of my hair around his finger. “Even if I was wrong to take you without a thought…

— Abbi Glines

“Well hello, Miss Josie!” Don Yates stepped stiffly out of the pickup, approaching me with a slightly bow-legged gait. He’d been tall once but…

— Amy Harmon

What’s the deal with the hair?” Curran tore his gaze from the book and grimaced. “Grows every flare. Can’t help it." We stared at…

— Ilona Andrews

“The chair legs behind me scrape against the floor, and Douchecanoe shrinks in his seat as over six hundred pounds of angry hockey players…

— Elle Kennedy

“I've barely said five words to you. What indication could you possibly have that I am a Yankee?" "Well, we could start with the…

— Jana Deleon

“When the boys were gone, Adam walked down the path to the police cruiser. He wondered what the neighbors would think, but he really…

— Harlan Coben

“He chuckled into my hair. My body decided this would be a fine moment to remember that his body was wrapped around mine and…

— Ilona Andrews

“The guy stroked his goatee. “What do you call twenty guys watching the World Series?” “The New York Yankees,” Butch replied. The vampire laughed…

— J.R. Ward

“Julius rose to his feet. The towel dropped, showering cut brown hair over Monna Alessandra's elegant tiles. His hair, finely tailored, clung to a…

— Dorothy Dunnett

“tamed his blond hair by cropping it short, but a rebellious sun-streaked strand curls over one”

— Magda Alexander

“But after a moment, Bella’s eyes began to drift over Jacob’s body and the nature of her thoughts changed significantly, punctuated by a sexy,…

— Jacquelyn Frank