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Please. Put the gun down and we'll talk. A beautiful woman holding a small cannon plays hell with my concentration. Christovao (Chris) Santos, Sanctuary

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You broke the Man Code, dude. 'No man shall knowingly and with malice aforethought kick another man in the nuts.'"

"Okay, so I kicked him in the nuts. The little fucker was fleeing the scene of a crime where he'd pointed a weapon at my buddies."

[from short story "Beer Run" at the end of Skin Deep]

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He thoroughly intended to do some major grovelling. Olympic-style begging, if necessary.

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And even though they had not had sex yet, he was a great lover, replacing sex with the science of bravery and inner strength. Meredith had always wanted a man with this kind of depth.

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Impertinent submissive,” Raoul snapped, and his dark brown eyes turned mean. “Nothing new for this one. You're doing a lousy job of bringing her to heel, Marcus.”
“Bring me to heel? Like I'm a dog?” Without thinking, Gabi instinctively yanked away and snapped out, “Bite me.

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And for a moment there, despite the bruising, despite the snarled dirty hair, despite her sunburned skin and the suffering in her eyes that she refused to let defeat her, she was one of the prettiest things he'd ever seen.
~Dallas and Amy~

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Trust me. You’re a constant riddle with an ever-changing solution." ~ FBI Special Agent Clive Poole to Maggie Mae Castro

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Her gaze met his, her blue eyes filled with confusion and terror – and love. If Julian hadn’t already been in love with her, that would have done it.

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Javier opened her makeup kit, held it edge to edge with the dressing table, and swept everything--every vial, brush, tube, and bottle--into the kit with his forearm.
Laura gaped at him. "That stuff is worth hundreds of dollars."
He shrugged, then shut the kit. "That's how SEALs pack makeup.

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Great. This girl was going to seriously mess with my ability to stay on parole. ~Maggie Mae Castro

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Got enough leg room there, Rossiter?" Marc asked.

"You bet. If not I'll just make use of the overhead bin.

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Then it’s a deal, we’re friends.”
“Can we just make one conditional rule here? That if we get into a situation where we know—absolutely—that we’re going to die, we can have—“
She pulled her hand away. “Don’t say it!”
He did. “Sex.”
She glared her disbelief. “You are such and asshole!”
“I am,” Ian agreed. I’m afraid that accepting me for who I am comes with the territory when talking friendship.”
“Stay in the shadows, asshole,” she said, then turned to stalk up the lawn toward the deck.
“Thank you,” he said as he headed for the shrubs. “I appreciate our open-minded acceptance of my asshole-ishness.”
And he wasn’t sure, but he could’ve sword that he heard Phoebe laugh.

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He ran his thumb over my lower lip, sending a flurry of sparks through me. "Good-bye, Sophie." -Cal

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The past is truly an inoperable tumor that spreads to the present.

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I met Ana doing free weights,” Roger said. “This hard-body señorita was putting me to shame on squats, and I asked her how she got such a tight ass —”

“And then she decked you.”

“Nah, she loved it! She’s real proud of that butt — she should be. She took me to one of her classes, and I got hooked. She’s a Zumba instructor.”

Grant absorbed that information for a moment. “You do...Zumba?”

“It’s great! Much more fun than PT. You just get going...” He did a little two-step maneuver on the city street, dancing to an unknown Latin beat. “Cha cha cha. Heeuh? Ana does this a little better than me...”

Grant tried to hold it in. He really did. But his body quivered, his shoulders shook, and soon a whooping laugh erupted — which lasted quite a few seconds.

Roger abruptly stopped his dance. “You judge, Madsen. Not cool.

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Awakened by the oppressive midday heat, Zach opened his eyes to see a small blue and tan lizard doing what looked like push-ups about a foot away from his face.

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You can’t possibly be afraid of trees.

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You have a very attractive revenge streak in you. I like it. A lot.” ~Maggie Mae Castro to FBI Special Agent Clive Poole

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Remembered pain tightened his mouth into a grim line. The weeks he’d spent looking for her had left permanent scars on his heart.

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Sunny - If you can explain yourself before someone kicks your ass, count your blessings and give some thought to going back to the priesthood.

Nick - I would, but now-a-days that vow of chastity might be a problem.