I want to keep you, till the end of days.
J.D. Robb
No. No, I don't believe you'd betray me with her. I don't believe you'd cheat on me. But I'm afraid, and I'm sick in my heart that you might look at her, then at me. And regret.
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Listen carefully. I'd crush you like a bug for causing my wife one single moment of pain. Believe it. Fear it.
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Eve: What is it about asking you Catholic questions that gets you all jumpy?Roarke: You'd be jumpy, too, if I asked you things that make you feel the hot breath of hell at your back. Eve: You're not going to hell. Roarke: Oh, and have you got some inside intel on that?Eve: You married a cop.. You married me. I'm your goddamn salvation.
Roarke: The bodies of the three men were found floating in the Chattahoochee River. Eve: I think it'd be embarrassing to be dead in the Hoochie-Coochie River. Roarke: ChattahoocheeEve: What's the difference?Roarke: Quite a bit, I'd think.
She, as no other ever could, reached every corner of his heart. His joy, and his salvation.
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