Quotes from Alisa Kwitney

So if you brushed up against someone who suddenly made you feel twice as alive, the real crime was not taking hold of pleasure with both hands.

It struck her that admiration, for all its Austenian overtones, was actually a crucial element of desire.

It is dangerous to be right on matters in which the established authorities are wrong.

In some hard-to-define way, her body felt right, the way some cars felt right, as if the controls had been custom made to your specifications.

I miss you. I'm having the best sex of my life and I don't have anyone to tell about it." "You're having the best...this driving instructor is he best." "You know what my feet are like, right?" "I try not to think about them, but yes." "Well, he sucks my toes." There was a momentary silence, and then Bronwyn let out a long-suffering sigh. "Okay...

Santa," said the little boy in Mack's arms. "Satan," Mack corrected him. "Satan! Satan!

Trying not to think about falling, she kept going up.

He wanted to sleep but wound up thinking about the dead teenager, the story the skid marks told, the way most problems usually boiled down to not having enough reaction time to correct a mistake.

Yeah, well, friends don't let friends drive Hondas.

And it was quite some butt, Mack had to admit, particularly in those blue jeans. It might wind up crushing a man, but he'd sure as hell die happy.