" I can always get around you, little red hair,” he answered tenderly. “You are not capable of holding a grudge.”
The feeling of hatred was oppressive. Jacques’ gentle teasing was comforting, and she was oddly grateful for it. She tucked her fingers into the crook of his arm. “Don’t count on my good nature, Jacques. You do remember what they say about people with red hair. "

― Christine Feehan , Dark Desire (Dark, #2)