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1 " The terror of being what he was. He knew. Did he need her to meet him in that darkness? Was he scared she'd break? Or did he want to crush her? She fought with all she was to meet him there. She gripped his neck tight as the insanity tore out of him, angry, furious roars. And as terrifying as it was, she couldn’t deny the heady feeling coursing through her. To be the cause of something this powerful and dangerous filled her with immeasurable worth. "
― Lucian Bane , Reginald Bones 2 (Reginald Bones #2)
2 " I wished I remembered more Bones. About me and you. Why don’t I remember? I don’t know why, Reggie. For the first time, Reginald realized something. Bones… do you think I’m forgetting for the same reason you forget things? I "
3 " There wasn’t a price to get him back. There was only a cost to never have him. "
4 " What are you laughing at?” The question came from the smiling Reginald while the angry Bones glared on, making it more funny. “You two,” she said, stifling chuckles. “It’s like Grumpy and Happy living inside the same body.” Reginald "
5 " figger "
6 " Reginald angled his head when she reached into the cabinet, making the hem of her already short dress raise right to the edge of her ass. A painful throb yanked their dick to life. “Sorry,” Reginald said when she hurried to the table and set a plate before them. Bones picked up the fork while Reginald’s gaze lingered at her breasts. Hungry here, Bones muttered. Gonna need my eyes for that. “Me "
7 " We need to be alone.” Bones waited in the silence until he wondered if she’d need to buy a vowel. “Oh, "
8 " The clear bulge he’d just revealed beneath the tight black cotton... mother of sweet mercy, it had her terrified and desperate. "
9 " They both probably thought she didn’t see it. That both participated in their… lovemaking. "
10 " Already she was hungry for all of it again. For them. No, for both sides of him. Whichever one the him was. And did it matter? Did it matter if Bones was really Reginald or Reginald was really Bones? Did that change anything? She "
11 " I’ll wreck,” he whispered. She ran her fingers up the back of his hair. “I like making you wreck.” “That’s not very nice.” His "
12 " Reginald Bones. Same man. Not two. Not two different men, even if they thought it. She needed to reach both. Hold on to both. "
13 " As a prostitute, she’d endured ten kinds of brutality at the hands of paying customers. She’d had her body broken and sometimes her mind. But this man… this man broke into her heart. He broke in and marked her soul with a passion she’d never recover from. And never wanted to. **** "
14 " Bones walked over and sat down. Couldn’t believe he was allowing her to handcuff him to a bed. “I’m sorry,” she said. He angled a look up at her. “That we have to do this,” she said, as though reading his mind. “Like you’re some kind of werewolf.” The "
15 " Their labored breaths were all that was left to give. They lay like lumps of human remains, quivering in the wake of passion’s wreckage. "
16 " Kidding Bonesy, you know I love you.” “Stop,” he growled. “Okay, too much mush.” Reginald grinned. “He’s not big on the mush,” he whispered. “I can hear you, dumbass.” “I’m "
17 " The night’s memories slowly filed in like half-dead soldiers for roll call. "
18 " She’d thought she wasn’t afraid to die. But Bones... shit, he terrified her more than any man ever had. There was something about him. Something that made the idea of dying more… dreadful and ominous. Maybe it was that other side of him. The lure. The pretty part of the fire that captivated you, promised to warm you, just before it burned you alive. The "
19 " Bossy Bones "
20 " I’m not a well person.” He put both palms on his chest as though it were his prime defense. “I tried to strangle you, and who knows when I’ll try again. I want to strangle you now.” “Don’t "