Roarke: You'd enjoy flying more if you'd learn the controls. Eve: I'd rather pretend I'm on the ground. Roarke: And how many vehicles have you wrecked, had blown up, or destroyed in the last, oh, two years?Eve: Think about that, then imagine it happening when I'm at the wheel at thirty thousand feet. Roarke: Good point. I'll do the flying.
J.D. Robb
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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