Quotes from J.D. Robb

Well, as we were saying when last we met— I don't have to say dick to you without my lawyer. Did I ask you to say dick? Peabody, replay the record and verify that I at no time requested that the subject say dick.

It's here, inside me, and it'll bite off pieces when it can. But I can take it because you're there. Because you know how it feels. You're the only one who really knows. And becasue you love me enough to feel it. When you look at me, and I see that, I can take anything.

Are you gonna arrest a robber? Know any? My friend Everet stoled a candy bar from the store, but his ma found out and made him go pay for it out of his 'lowance, and he couldn't have candy or nothing for a whole month. You could arrest him. He's over there. He pointed, cheerfully ratting out his pal. It sounds like he's paid his debt to society.

Played nice while she worked things out. You're married to a guy thirty years, you've got a serious investment. Gonna irritate you when he trades you in." "I'll keep that in mind." "Me, I don't hire hits." She looked up at his mouth-watering face. "I'd give you the basic courtesy of killing you myself.

If children don't push the edges now and again, what's the point of being a child?

She heard a trill of laughter float down the hall, lifted a brow. Company? Indeed. With his disapproving eye, Summerset scanned her wilted shirt and slacks, skimmed over the weapon harness still strapped to her side. I suggest you bathe and change before meeting your guests. I suggest you kiss my ass, she said cheerfully and strolled by him.

She didn't know how seriously to take the fact that he claimed to be in love with her. Love meant different things to different people. It had never been a part of her life. She poured herself a half glass of wine, then merely frown into it. She felt something for him, certainly. Something new, and uncomfortably strong. Still, it was best to let things coast as they were. Decisions made quickly were almost always regretted quickly.

Are you okay? I don't know. I have to think about it. Her head was still spinning. We're on the lawn, she said slowly. Our clothes are torn. I'm pretty sure I have the imprint of your fingers dented into my butt. I did my best, he murmured. She snickered first, then chuckled, then broke into fits of giddy, hiccupping laughter. Jesus, Roarke, Jesus Christ, look at us. In a minute. I think I'm still partially blind.

In their eyes, Eve saw the wolf gleam. The story was the prey, ratings the trophy.

He needed to call Eve. He looked across the field, across the silvered mists and gentle rise of aching green. Rather than pull out his pocket-link he continued to toy with the button. He didn't want to call her. He wanted to touch her. To hold her, just hold her and anchor himself again. Why did I come without you? he murmured, when I need you so bloody much?

A lot of people find rural landscapes relaxing." "Sure, until you start wondering what's creeping behind those trees, or slithering along in the grass.

What you have with her will save her. Just as it saved you.

Then I'll tell you the simple and most complex answer is love. It's where you start, and where, if you work hard enough, want hard enough, you end.

Business crises energize me. Personal crises devastate me. The doctors call it an avoidance tendency. (Mirena to Eve)

You need more sleep." "Skillet, pan." "What?" "You know, the skillet says the pan's the same deal." He thought a moment. "I believe that's the pot calling the kettle black." "Whatever, kitchen stuff can't talk anyway.

Can I borrow fifty bucks?" "What?" "I'm short until payday." "You're short every day.

Cops and food, she thought. Put them in the same room, invite chaos.

It's so difficult for two shy people to manage.

If sex is dignified it's not being done right.

Do you always drive this way?" "What way?" "As if we're trying to outrun an earthquake.

She stuffed in more waffles, and thought if every day started off with sex and waffles, people would maybe be less inclined to kill each other.

Your view on this is narrow. That's how you're built." It didn't feel narrow to her. It felt right. "Marriage is a promise. That's one of the ways you talked me into it. If you break one part of the promise, it's going to crack other parts.

She didn't want the medi-techs. She wanted a fucking a candy bar.

The next thing she knew, he was shaking her gently by the shoulder. "Eve." "What!" Her eyes popped open. "I wasn't sleeping. I was thinking." "Yes, I could hear you thinking." "If that's some smart-ass way of saying I was snoring, bite me.