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You're certainly chipper this morning." "Damn straight. Chipper's my middle name. I'm going out to spread joy and laughter to all of mankind." "What a nice change of pace." There was amusement riding along with the Irish in his voice. "Perhaps you'll start now by going down with me to see Summerset off." She grimaced. "That might spoil my appetite." Testing, she polished off the pancakes. "No, no, it doesn't. I can do that. I can go down an..
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Practice this first." He laid his hands on her shoulders. "Have a good trip. Enjoy your vacation." "You didn't say I had to speak to him." She blew out a breath at Roarke's calm stare. "All right, all right, it's worth it. Have a good trip." She stretched her lips into a smile. "Enjoy your vacation. Asshole. I'll leave off the asshole, I just wanted to say it now." "Understood."
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Look. I'm your expert consultant for a rather pathetic monetary wage, and under that agreement I have the option of selecting a technical assistant. He's mine." She blew out a breath, paced to the window. Paced back. "Not just yours. It makes him mine, too. I don't know how to deal with a teenaged type person." "Ah, well, I'd say you'd deal with him as you deal with everyone else. You order him around, and if he argues or doesn't jump quick..
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You enjoyed your honeymoon?" Christ, she thought, when was someone going to ask if she'd enjoyed being fucked around the world and into outer space? "Yes, sir. Thank you."
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You'll stay in the surveillance vehicle and assist McNab. Any arguments from you, Detective?" she said, looking at McNab. "No. No, sir, Lieutenant." He patted Peabody on the back. "You okay, honey?" "No honeys!" Eve pulled at her hair. "There are no honeys on an op, for sweet Christ's sake. Keep it up, just keep it up, and I'm having one of you transferred to Queens."
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If you knew her, you'd understand Eve is no one's mark. Regardless, I wouldn't betray her for anything. Or anyone.
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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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You never had sex in a car." "Yes, I have. You get ideas at least half the time whenever we're in the back of one of your limos." "Not the same at all. That's a grown-up venue, a limo is. It's sophisticated sex. And here we are, crammed together in the front seat of a police issue, and the lieutenant is both aroused and mildly embarrassed." "I am not. Either." But her pulse jumped, and her breath hitched when his thumbs brushed over t..
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When can I drive the new ride?" "When you learn that a yellow light means haul ass to get through it before it turns red instead of slowing down to a crawl a half a block away."
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You seem to have found a stored pocket of energy." "I am reborn!" Cackling, she whirled around, pushed off with her toes and leaped on him. "Let's have monkey sex," she said as she wrapped her legs around Roarke's waist. "Well, if you insist. It so happens I have a pint of very nice chocolate sauce in the parlor." "You're kidding." "One never kids about monkey sex with chocolate sauce." --
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Wear your new boots." He passed her the clothes. "They'll work well with that, and with the coat as well." "What new boots?" Her eyebrows drew together as he took them off a shelf. "And where did they come from?" "The boot elves, I assume." "The boot elves are going to be pissed when they're dinged and scuffed inside a week." "Oh, I think they're more tolerant than that." "Those elves keep this up I'm going to need a bigger closet." But she..
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When you find nothing," Morris said, "it means you're eliminating what surrounds the something." "Is that a Zen thing?" Eve questioned. "If not, it should be."
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Because dead people don't get angry. They're dead.
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Simple doesn't mean unfulfilled.
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Can't change what was," she said with a shrug. "So you deal with what is"
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Eve - Where's my ice-cream?
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He could want her, every minute of every day. Was certain he would go on wanting her after he was dead and gone. She was the pulse, the reason, the breath.
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Love can die. It can be killed, no matter how alive it was, it's not invulnerable. Mine's dead. It's dead and it's buried. I just want one thing more, and that's the chance to look him in the face and tell him he's nothing. If I can do that one thing, it'll be enough.
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That was the sound of a sneer." "Was it?" Amused, aroused, he distracted her with a nibble on her bottom lip. "I can never tell the difference. And what sound is this?" "What sound?" He drove himself into her, one powerful and deep thrust that ripped a shocked cry from her throat. "That one." He lowered his head, tasting the heat that rose to her flesh even as her hips arched to meet him. "And that one." She struggled to get her breath back..
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Sadder and sadder," Peabody said when they were back on the sidewalk. "I guess you don't think of how many people you brush up against, or how they might remember you. The guy at your corner deli, or the owner of your favorite take-out spot. The clerk where you usually shop for clothes. Not to sound too Free-Agey, but it matters. It all matters, what we leave behind with the people we brush up against."
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And things change, she remembered, no matter how hard you try to hold them in place.
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She decided working security at the SkyMall ranked high on her list of worst ten jobs, right up there with shark tank cleaners--somebody had to do it--and proctologists.
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Thanks, Lieutenant. Casey's going to be really excited about Saturday. Um, can we bring something?" "Like what?" "A dish?" "We have dishes. We have lots of dishes." "He means food," Peabody interpreted. "Don't worry about it, Trueheart. They're got plenty of that, too." "Why would somebody bring food when they're coming to your place to eat?" Eve wondered when Trueheart hurried after Baxter. "It's a social nicety."
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After a while, Eve thought, marriage turned walls into clear glass so both of you could see right through each other.
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You have to trust, or you're only living half a life. You have to try to help or even that half is empty.
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Listen, if I can manage it, I'll try to swing home this afternoon for a bit. To--I don't know--help you out or something." His smile was warm and gorgeous. "See there. You're acting like a wife." "Shut up." "I like it," he said, backing her against the door. "Quite a bit. Next thing I know you'll be down in the kitchen, baking." "Next thing you know I'll be kicking your ass, and you'll be the one who needs round-the-clock care." "Can we pla..
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At least I'm not asking you to go to six o'clock Mass with me in the morning." "Darling Eve, to get me to do that the amount and variety of the sexual favors required are so many and myriad even my imagination boggles." "I don't think you can exchange sexual favors for Mass attendance. But if I decide to go check it out, and I get the chance, I'll ask the priest."
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She started out, then pressed a hand on the door to brace herself. "You think I don't know, that I don't understand what that cost you. But you're wrong." She couldn't keep her voice steady, gave up trying. "You're wrong, Roarke. I do know. There's no one else in the world who would want, who would need to kill for me. No one else in the world who would step back from it because I asked it. Because I needed it." She turned, and the first te..
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Ours is a spiritual bond I treasure, something deep and strong, and older than time. We are, in essence, the same person, two sides to one coin. Death unites us.
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Criminal activity does have its appeal. Otherwise there wouldn't be so many criminals.
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The wince and muffled oath he gave when he stepped into the water got a laugh out of her. "It's not that hot." "If I had a lobster, we'd boil it and eat it." "You set the temp." "So I did, and now, with no lobster in sight, we're boiling my balls." He'd set it for her, she thought, so she could soak in the heat and the scent, turn off her mind with some relaxation program. She thought of what she'd overheard him saying to Mira, how he'd loo..
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I've got nothing." Eve swiveled around to him. "Zip. You've got something. What?" "Apparently, it's not coffee," he said with a glance at his empty mug. "What am I, a domestic droid?" "If so, why aren't you wearing your frilly white apron and little white cap, and nothing else?" She sent him a pained look of sincere bafflement. "Why do men think that kind of getup is sexy?" "Hmm, let me think. Mostly naked women wearing only symbo..
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He was hitting on you, however." "Reflex, not targeted." "Agreed, which is why he lives."
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That's perfect, isn't it? I'm sex and money; you're dead bodies. What a team we are ." "Best to stick with our strengths."
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Not in the mood for pasta?" He narrowed those bold blue eyes to give her a critical study. "You must've hit your head harder than we thought." "I was going to do it--get dinner, I mean. One of the fancy things you like, because--Hell." She gave up, hurried to him to wrap her arms around him. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I was so pissed off at what happened, at myself, I didn't think." He stroked a hand down her hair first, then gave the chopp..
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Who's a girl?" "You're mine." His hands glided down her back, around and up to her breasts. "You're my girl." "Sap," she said, but in a little sigh as she gave him her lips again. She'd never been anybody's girl, had never wanted to be. It had always seemed a weak term to her, one of submission and vulnerability. But with him, it was sweet and foolish, and just exactly right."
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Because he's better than that. Better than they are. He's young, he's good-looking, charming, efficient, smart, and skilled enough to come up with, or get someone else to come up with this e-virus that's got all you geeks stumped." "We're not stumped," Roarke corrected with some annoyance as they rode to the bedroom. "The bleeding investigation is ongoing and we're pursuing all shagging avenues." While it amused her to hear him quote the us..
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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 explosi..
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Eeww." "Don't say 'eeww.' It's wussy."
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She could see the tempest in his eyes, swarming in the blue of them with a kind of primal violence that made the breath catch in her throat and her pulse pound in response. "I need you." His fingers dived into her hair, dragging it back from her face, fisting again. "You can't know what kind of need is in me for you. There are times, do you understand me, I don't want it. I don't want this raging inside me. It won't stop." His mouth crushed..
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If there wasn't coffee, the entire world would shuffle around like zombies.
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Marriage, she thought. Every bit as complicated and slippery as cop work.
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You're all right, Blue Eyes." She lifted her head to look into them. "You're all right, down the line. You ever want a free bang, you got one coming." "It would, no doubt be a memorable bang. But my wife is fiercely jealous and territorial." He grinned over at a very cold-eyed Eve. "Her? You? That's a kick in the ass." "Every damn day," Eve muttered, and strode out. She kept striding, out of the club, back into the comparatively fresh air o..
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It's going to work." "Classic," Roarke said. "What's going to work? What's classic? I want my jacket." "Forget it. You're going to walk right up to Milo the Mole's front door, and he's going to answer." "I am? He is?" "Damsel in distress, right?" Eve said to Roarke. "A very alluring damsel. Clever, Lieutenant." "Oh, okay. I get it. I look like I'm in trouble--all alone, unarmed. Harmless. Girl. He opens up to find out what's what. You shoul..
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