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you like babies, don't you? he asked... I have a marginally higher opinion of them than Herod, she said.

Calories, Emily said on a sigh. The evil tiny creatures that live in my closet and sew my clothes a little tighter every night.

You said you'd kiss me if I lost Tank. --- You want me to kiss you? Oh boy. You were happy I'd lost your puppy? He was looking like he was still thinking about smiling as he glanced down at Tank, tucked under his arm. No. That would make me an asshole. Right...

He was in uniform, gun at his hip, expression dialed to Dirty Harry, and just looking at him had something pinging low in Chloe's belly.

He slid her a look, and she held up her hand in a solemn vow, making him smile. Were you a Girl Scout? he asked. Not even a little bit, she said. -Matt and Amy

Oh boy. "Aren't you afraid that might express personal interest?" His smile was a little naughty. "I've had my tongue down your throat. I'm pretty sure I've already expressed personal interest.

My shoes," she said. ""I've got to take off my shoes." "Those aren't shoes. Those are evil devices designed to blow a man's mind, and they're staying on," he said in a very sexy voice.

You've read your press, right? You know they call you a hard-ass." She lifted her hand and touched his face. "But they're wrong." She pressed her face to his throat and inhaled him...

We made it an early night," she said. "Because of your dress?" "Oh my God," she snapped and brushed past him, shoulder-checking him as she went through the living room ahead of him. "You're impossible. I don't know why I even try to have a conversation with you." He had no idea, either. He was a complete asshole.

You kissed me last night." There was no denying that. "I did." "And if I were to return the favor?" his asked, voice low and husky. Her eyes locked on his mouth. "It would probably be the polite thing to do.

I might have to rescind my no-love rule, she said, a cookie in each hand. Cookies are my sweet spot.' He smiled. They're not your only sweet spot.

You're sweet to humor me. He nearly choked on a fry. There was the sweet again. He should have killed someone this week; that would have taken care of that.

He hadn't shaved that morning, she noticed. Maybe not for a handful of mornings, and the scruff gave his square jaw a toughness that suggested the wild teenager had long ago become a man.

Suddenly it felt as if there was a whole heck of a lot less oxygen in the room than there'd been only a moment before, which had to explain why she'd melted into him when she hadn't meant to. She tossed back her head to say something defensive, but the look on his face stopped her.

It's all your fault. I'm not usually so noisy. -It worked to our advantage. You kept the bears scared off.

sight of him and narrowed her eyes. "You.

Are you baiting me for a reason?" he asked casually. "Is that what I'm doing?" He smiled at her innocent tone, not fooled for a second. "It's that, or you're flirting with me.

He wasn't fond of vegetables aside from corn on the cob, hated anything green unless it was a gummy bear, and basically had the appetite of a tween.

I'll have you know, I actually got a speeding ticket last year. 'For driving under the speed limit?

She picked up the phone message pad and turned on her computer, watching as Safari automatically loaded Yahoo news.

Who's that fool yonder about to die?" asked Roy as the men were being escorted to the jail. They both turned and saw

Ack! I said. Fearless master of the witty dialogue, that's me.

She frowned at me. You need some rest. You look like hell. And you're obviously tired enough to have gotten the giggles. Wizards don't giggle, I said, hardly able to speak. This is cackling.

I don't know about your true form, but the weight of your ego sure is pushing the crust of the earth toward the breaking point.