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1 " Why are you grinning?”“You totally love him.”“And you’re totally annoying.”“I can’t argue with that. "
― Suzanne Wright , Wild Hunger (The Phoenix Pack, #7)
2 " Finally their heads slid out the damn window. Frankie would have laughed in relief if Marcus hadn’t planted a chaste “Thank fucking God you’re okay and Trick won’t have to kill me” kiss on her mouth. Behind him Roni chuckled. "
3 " Jaime, the Beta female, tilted her head, making her long sable hair brush her mate’s jean-clad thigh; Dante immediately began playing with it. "
4 " I love you, Taryn," sobbed Greta. "I really do. I should have told you that before." A loud voice overrode the recording. "That is not me." "Greta, it's a video," said Taryn. "We can all see you on it, clear as day." "It's not me," Greta insisted. "Woman, we know what you look like. "
5 " It ain't over until the fat lady sings." She frowned. "Who is this lady? What does it matter that she's fat? And why does her singing have such importance? "
6 " It was really a good thing that Frankie Newman had never needed a knight in shining armor, because she’d only ever come across complete idiots wrapped in tinfoil. "
7 " You really broke his nose and hit him with a blunt instrument?" "Clawed his face and stabbed him in the lower stomach too," said Frankie. Lydia looked down at her niece in disbelief. "You look so sweet, it's just hard imagining you swinging a hammer at someone's head. "
8 " She straightened in her chair and twisted to face him. “Get ready.”Trick blinked. “For what?”“It should hit us any minute now.”“What do you--” Red-hot arousal slammed into him and flooded his system. Just like that, his blood thickened, his body tightened, and his cock filled to bursting. And then the drive to soothe her disappeared, completely drowned out by the urge to take and claim and mate. He double-blinked. “Fuck.”She swallowed, her mouth suddenly bone-dry. “Yeah, we need to fuck. "
9 " There's more than one way to skin a cat." Frankie's brows snapped together. "Why would you want to learn even one way to skin a cat? "
10 " You sure you want to chance getting shit-faced again? I'd really rather not have to summon a priest. "
11 " Would you have told me your number?” “Sure. It’s 911—but only dial it in an emergency. "
12 " Sure. It’s 911—but only dial it in an emergency. "
13 " She moaned. “Dying. Get. Priest.” Trick’s body shook, and his amusement buzzed down their bond. “Open your eyes for me, Frankie.” She tried, but the light stabbed her eyeballs. Rookie mistake. “Just let me die in peace,” she begged. She didn’t want him there, laughing at her. She wanted painkillers. Frankie + Tylenol = BFFs. "
14 " Her Persian-blue gaze met Trick’s, and his surroundings just seemed to fade away until there was only her. Something inside him roared to life, and a strange possessiveness began to viciously claw at his gut and tighten his chest. It was as primal and basic as the need that twisted his stomach. His cock twitched, thickened, hardened – until he was full and aching like a bitch. The word “mine” pounded around his skull over and over. And that could only mean one thing.There you are, Trick thought with an inner smile. "
15 " I don’t share.”She narrowed her eyes. “I’m not yours to share.”“You will be.”Frankie really wished those words pissed her off. Instead the possessive statement made her a little tingly. Her wolf liked it. “Is that a fact?”“It is.” He cupped her chin. “When I’m sure that you’re ready, I’ll come for you. You should probably know that. "
16 " It eats me up inside that I missed so much of your life. Eats me up that I didn’t realize who you were to me when we were kids. I’ve been waiting to find you – or, as it seems, to get you back – for so fucking long…I’m not going to give you up. "
17 " You’re not only enough for me. You’re everything. "
18 " I know what you’re feeling. It’s written all over your face.” She couldn’t help bristling. “What am I feeling?” “You’re so madly, deeply, irreversibly in love with me that you find yourself bursting into happy tears at random times, thanking fate for sending me your way and letting you get caught up in my sexual web.” Frankie stifled a smile and said, deadpan, “Yeah, that’s exactly what I’m feeling.” “See, it’s like one mind.” “Uh-huh. "
19 " So fuck them, fuck you, and fuck your bribe. "
20 " The word “mine” pounded around his skull over and over. And that could only mean one thing.There you are, Trick thought with an inner smile. "