Quotes About Linda Howard

It's not something I can control, damn it. Every man I know wakes up with a hard-on." "Maybe so, but they do not – repeat, do not - rub it on me." " 'Every man I know' wasn't rubbing it on you! It was just me!" "And it was just your hair that I pulled, wasn't it?" she asked sweetly.

You have underwear. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Did you try it on? Nah. Just rubbed it against my face.

What are you doing?" she cried in protest. "Playing," he said, the single word rough, almost guttural.

Don't you want it?" "Want what?" "The engagement ring." "Oh, is that what's in the box? You threw my engagement ring at me?" Boy, this was such a big transgression I would have to write it in block letters on its own page, and show it to our children when they grew up as an example of how not to do something.

the massive doors found in hospital rooms. It seemed

So it isn't that the act is awful, but sometimes the man is. Exactly. One's modesty is useless and it's painfully intimate, but not awful. She took a deep breath. The opposite, in fact.

It's daylight. Shouldn't you have burned to a crisp, or something? Don't you have to crawl into a coffin? Where do you keep it stashed, anyway? I've never owned a coffin, he admitted, unable to hold back a smile.

The magazine said to blend. Daisy blended for all she was worth, trying to spread that dark stuff around.

She shook her head and said mournfully, "The wheel's still going around, but her hamster's dead.

Sweeney: I can just see all you tough young soldiers cuddling together. Richard: Not cuddling, huddling. There's a difference.

Are you making fun of my hero complex?' Yeah.

Sweeney: I can just see all you tough young soldiers cuddling together. Richard: Not cuddling, huddling. There's a difference.