"So
when do we get to the junk-kicking?" Erin asked. Don shook his head and
sighed. "I swear, there's one in every class. Kicks will be next
time." He pointed at her. "And I'm makin' sure you're in Lucas's line
for that."
She put on
her innocent face. "Don't y'all wear padded Michelin-man suits?"
"Yes...
but those pads don't block all feeling."
"Heh-heh,"
Erin said, and Don quirked one eyebrow at her.
- Easy by
Tammara Webber
"Maybe
they’re getting some bow-chicka-pow-wow."
I looked at
him. "Ew. "He flashed his teeth. "She’s definitely not my
type." His gaze dropped to my lips, and parts of me quivered in response
to the heat in his gaze. "But now I totally have that on my mind." I
was breathless. "You’re a dog."
"If
you pet me, I’ll—"
"Don’t
even finish that sentence," I said, fighting a grin.
- Onyx by
Jennifer L. Armentrout
I grabbed a
bookmark of the coffee table and shoved it in the book. Dog-eared pages were
Antichrist of booklovers everywhere.
- Onyx by
Jennifer L. Armentrout
She shook
her head, then took off again, and I found myself struggling to keep up with
her in my bunny slippers. With a sigh, I realized I was getting way too much
excercise. I'd just have to counteract it later with cake.
- Second Grave on the Left by Darynda Jones
In the year since she'd moved into the farmhouse, he was the
first man she'd invited into her home.
Carter groaned.
Why did she have to pick him? Why couldn't it have been
someone more run-off-the-mill? An exterminator. A plumber.
An extraterrestrial, for Chrissakes.
- Heart of Gold by Jessica Bird
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