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1 " How do you feel, Georgie?" whispered Mrs. Weasley.George's fingers groped for the side of his head." Saintlike," he murmured." What's wrong with him?" croaked Fred, looking terrified. " Is his mind affected?" " Saintlike," repeated George, opening his eyes and looking up at his brother. " You see...I'm HOLEY, Fred, geddit? "
2 " Asshole.” “Just for that, I expect you to wrap that dirty mouth of yours around my cock tonight.” He narrowed his eyes on me.I couldn’t believe he’d just said that to me in a fancy restaurant where anyone might overhear. “Are you kidding?” “Babe,” he gave me a look that suggested I was missing the obvious, “I never kid about blowjobs.”Our waiter had descended on us just in time to hear those romantic words and his rosy cheeks betrayed his embarrassment. “Ready to order?” he croaked out.“Yes,” Braden answered, obviously uncaring he’d been overhead. “I’ll have the steak, medium-rare.” He smiled softly at me. “What are you having?” He took a swig of water. He thought he was so cool and funny. “Apparently sausage.” Braden choked on the water, coughing into his fists, his eyes bright with mirth as he put his glass back on the table. “Are you okay, sir?” The waiter asked anxiously. “I’m fine, I’m fine. "
― Samantha Young , On Dublin Street (On Dublin Street, #1)
3 " Each dark conjecture came and for a moment settled like a vulture on Bond's shoulder and croaked into his ear that he had been a blind fool. "
― Ian Fleming , Moonraker (James Bond, #3)
4 " Can we get back to work now?" Haley asked, sounding innocent, but Zoe didn't miss the woman's lips twitchingor the humor sparkling in her eyes. Something told her that this woman truly enjoyed torturing her husband." For god sake's, my little grasshopper, you love the Yankees more than I do! What the hell is going on?" He turned accusing eyes on Zoe. " How dare you brainwash my wife?" he hissed." A re you going to leave so that we can get some work done?" Haley demanded, turning her attention to the computer." No," he said stubbornly, folding his arms over his chest, glaring at them." Buttercream frosting," Haley said softly, never taking her eyes away from her computer screen.Jason licked his lips as he looked his pregnant wife over hungrily. " Tonight?" he croaked out." If you're good," Haley said, with a small shrug. " But you have to leave-" " Bye," Jason said quickly, cutting her off and rushing out of the trailer just as fast as he came. "
