May 3
It's true, I should know better.
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It's true, I should know better.
"Kissing me won’t make me more agreeable,” she whispered. “I’m not trying to make you more agreeable.” His voice was rough and low. “I just can’t help myself."
On the Edge by Ilona Andrews
"Our standard rate. A doubloon a day."
It was generous. More than generous--some families would put him up for a week for a single coin.
"Half a doubloon a day," she said.
"No, you see, the idea behind bargaining is that you ask for a larger amount.
-Ilona Andrews, On the Edge (The Edge, #1)
"You’re a prickly, stubborn, spirited woman.” “Don’t forget crude, rude, and vulgar.” “Only when it suits you. You’re sly when occasion calls for it, direct to the point of forgetting tact even exists, sarcastic, fierce, I did mention stubborn, didn’t I?” “Yes,” she said dryly. “You’re also smart, kind, gentle, beautiful, and always cling to your personal integrity, even when it’s in your best interests to abandon it.” A little warm feeling spread through her chest, and even her natural suspicion that he was lying couldn’t quite extinguish it. Where was he going with this? “You’re also quite funny,” he said. “Oh, I amuse you?” He gave her one of his devastating, slightly wicked smiles. “You have no idea.” Arrogant ass. “And all of that means what?” “Just that I mean to have you.” She frowned at him. “I mean to have you, Rose, you and all of your thorns. I’m a disagreeable and stubborn bastard, but I’m not a fool. You didn’t really expect me to pass you up, did you?"
On The Edge by Ilona Andrews
"Touch me.” She stared at his palm. Calloused. Probably from swinging that bloody sword. “I won’t bite,” he said. “Not until you’re in my bed, anyway."
On the Edge by Ilona Andrews
"I’m trying to learn more about you.”
She spread her arms. “What you see is what you get.”
His eyes sparked with green. “Is that a promise?"
-Ilona Andrews, On the Edge (The Edge, #1)
"Give me a few minutes.” “You have time.” He sat in the grass. “Are you just going to sit there and watch me?” “Yes. Watching pretty peasant girls is what we poor little rich boys do best.” “Peasant?” He shrugged. “You started the name calling."
On the Edge by Ilona Andrews
"It became known that I had a rather fertile imagination, when it came to private activities." She stared. "What sort of private activities?" This time he did smile, and it turned his face wicked. "Disrobe, and I'll be happy to demonstrate."
On The Edge by Ilona Andrews