8e6fcac
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"Do you think the penis ever gets tired?" Whose? Anybody's. I mean anybody with one. Does the penis ever just think: for God's sake pal, give it a rest? Or is it all: Woo-who!! Here we go again!"
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fantasy-in-death
j-d-robb
in-death
nora-roberts
peabody
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J.D. Robb |
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"The doll, Dallas. You know, Barbie doll. Jeez, didn't you ever have dollies?" "Dolls are like small dead people. I have enough dead people, thanks."
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jd-robb
nora-roberts
peabody
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J.D. Robb |
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"You don't need to diet, She-Body. You are a just-right female." "McNab?" Eve said. "Yes, sir." "Shut up." "It's all right, Dallas. We're a couple." "A couple of what? No, don't tell me. Don't talk to me. Don't talk to each other. Let there be silence across the land."
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mcnab
peabody
silence-across-the-land
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J.D. Robb |
821ffa7
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"You're almost as good as Peabody." He stopped at the door, grabbed her up in a steaming kiss. "You can't get that from Peabody." "I could if I wanted." But it made her grin as he uncoded the locks. "But I like you better for sex."
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sex
peabody
roarke
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J.D. Robb |
8ffe605
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I'm going to see if Morris has a spare spine lying around you can borrow if you're scared to speak to that high-heeled, smug-ass bitch, Peabody.
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humour
peabody
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J.D. Robb |
379f6e1
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"Goddamn Summerset. I've told him to leave my car when I park it." "I think he did." Peabody flipped on her sunshades, pointed. "It's blocking the drive, see?" "Oh, yeah." Eve cleared her throat. The car was just as she'd left it, and fluttering in the mild breeze were a few torn articles of clothing. "Don't ask," she muttered and started to hoof it down the drive. "I wasn't going to." Peabody's voice was smooth as silk, "Speculation's more interesting."
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speculation
peabody
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J.D. Robb |
4e75fe3
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"Just shut your mouth, you ignorant twat." "Aw, Dallas, he called me a twat. How come you get to be a bitch, but I only get to be a twat." "It's the rank," Eve told her. "You'll make bitch one day." "Thanks. That means a lot to me."
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eve-dallas
peabody
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J.D. Robb |
cc04d80
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"Pull yourself together, Detective. You're embarrassing yourself, and more imprtant, you're embarrassing me." "They're going to do it outside. In public." "So the fuck what?" "Public," Peabody said, head still between her knees. "You're being honored by this department and this city for having the integrity, the courage, and the skill to take out a blight on this department and this city. Dirty, murdering, greedy, treacherous cops are sitting in cages right now because you had that integrity, courage, and skill. I don't care if they do this damn thing in Grand Central, you get on your feet. You will puke, pass out, cry like a baby, or squeal like a girl. That's a goddamn order." "I had more of a 'Relax, Peabody, this is a proud moment' sort of speech in mind," McNab murmured to Roarke. Roarke shook his head, grinned. "Did you now? You've a bit to learn yet, haven't you?"
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eve-dallas
mcnab
peabody
roarke
speech
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J.D. Robb |
4e7b42e
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"Have McNab take the edge if you need one. Can he handle bad cop?" "He does it really well during personal role-playing games when I'm the reluctant witness."
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eve-dallas
peabody
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J.D. Robb |
83f5dd1
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"I think I've just lost five pounds in fear sweat." Peabody mopped at her face. "Now I want a cannoli. I don't know why." With a laugh, Roarke shifted to grin at her. "I'll buy you a dozen, precious." "Cannolis, for God's sake."
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in-death-series
jd-robb
peabody
roarke
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J.D. Robb |
df8d258
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"It was the first day in the life of the new lean and mean Peabody. An hour later, she lay on the grubby floor wheezing like the dying. Her quads and hamstrings burned, her glutes wept, and her arms couldn't stop screaming for mama. "Never doing this again," she announced. "Yes, you are," she corrected. "Can't. Dying. Can. Will. Help me, I think I broke my ass. Wimp, pussy. Shut up."
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peabody
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J.D. Robb |
1600255
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"After they left the office, Peabody shoved her hands in her pockets. "These nicknames are pissing me off." "But you're not I'm-Too-Good-to-Pee-Body. Harris is." "It's damn name. And now I have to pee. It's like my bladder has to prove something." "Pee at the bank. Consider it a deposit."
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humor
peabody
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J.D. Robb |
1034b05
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"Any hot plans for the weekend, Peabody?" "My usual, flicking off men like flies, breaking hearts, crushing souls."
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peabody
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J.D. Robb |
729110a
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Why do you always have to put you and McNab and sex in my head? It brings pain no blocker can cure.
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sex
peabody
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J.D. Robb |
21212c6
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"I like ass-watching." Peabody settled herself in comfortably."When I see one bigger than mine, it makes me feel good. When I see one smaller, it helps me resist eating a whole bunch of cookies. It's a productive hobby, my ass-watching"
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peabody
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J.D. Robb |
26ccce8
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"I wasn't going to have dessert, but it was right there, all gooey and sweet. It's like sex. I mean, when it's right there, what are you supposed to do? I wasn't going to have that either--sex--with my parents bunking in the office, but, well, it was right there." "I'll tolerate the gooey and sweet, Peabody, but I'm not thinking about you having sex with McNab, especially in the same sentence as 'my parents.'" "I think they had sex, too." Eve struggled not to wince or twitch. "Do you want me to kick you down four flights of steps and make you walk up again?" "I'd probably bounce all the way down, too, with all this gooey and sweet in my butt. So I guess not." "Good choice."
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sex
eve-dallas
peabody
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J.D. Robb |
26af080
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"Can I borrow fifty bucks?" "What?" "I'm short until payday." "You're short every day." --
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humour
peabody
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J.D. Robb |
5c61ede
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I get double credits. First I get the satisfaction credit of being hit on by the sexy DOT inspector, and second I get loyal and true credit for turning him down because I have my personal sexy nerd.
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peabody
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J.D. Robb |
86ef478
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"Well, stop it or . . . Crap, is that Drunk Santa currently mooning passing traffic?" "Wow, that's some ugly ass he's got there. It is Drunk Santa. Oh, please, do we have to stop? Think of the smell. Fear it." "We can't leave that ugly ass hanging out on Ninth Avenue." Resigned, Eve started to pull over, then spotted two hustling beat cops. Pitying them, she kept going. "It's a Christmas miracle," Peabody said, reverently."
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humour
peabody
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J.D. Robb |
f1153cd
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"It's a fucking pharmaceutical conspiracy, Eve. We've wiped out just about every known plague, disease, and infection. Oh, we come up with a new one every now and again, to give the researchers something to do. But none of these bright-eyed medical types, none of the medi-computers can figure out how to cure the common fucking cold. You know why?" Even couldn't stop the smile. She waited patiently until Mavis finished another bout of explosive sneezing. "Why?" "Because the pharmaceutical companies need to sell drugs. You know what a damn sinus tab costs? You can get anticancer injections cheaper. I swear it."
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humor
peabody
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J.D. Robb |
94d520c
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"Would you be shedding tears for McNab's dead body if he'd been screwing around on you?" Peabody pursed her lips. "Well, since I'd've been the one who killed him, I'd probably be shedding tears for me because you'd be arresting me. And that would really make me sad."
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in-death
peabody
hilarious
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J.D. Robb |
e2ea2c3
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"Trina and her consultants will be here by four to start setting up." "Joy and--what? Who? Trina? Why? What have you done?" "You said no silly games, and no strippers," Peabody reminded her. "We're doing the full-out girl party. Champagne, decadent food, body, hair, face treatments. Chick-vids, presents, gooey desserts. Big girl slumber party, followed by champagne brunch tomorrow." "You mean . . ." The shock was sharp and cruel, a stunner blast against the heart. "Overnight? All night into tomorrow?" "Yeah." Peabody grinned around her carrot. "Didn't I mention that?" "I have to kill you now." "Uh-uh. No games, no strippers. Those were your only rules." "I'll find a way to hurt you for this."
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roarke
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