Quotes About Surprise

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If that shit is a Hawaiian print, I'm going to kill you.

Fate rules, Eve. You follow the steps, and you plan and you work, then fate slips in laughing and makes fools of us

One day, after I mistakenly added five garlic cloves to the pesto I'd prepared, rather than the one clove the recipe called for, Sylvia announced that the baby was kicking mightily, and what a strange and wondrous thing it is to put your hand on your wife's belly and feel your child moving like an agitated Mexican jumping bean.

Make sure that your generosity is as private as possible, even hidden from the recipient if possible, because it then eliminates the expectation of a reward.

Roarke: I'll drop you. Eve: No, better I catch a cab or take the underground. This guy sees me show up in a hot car with a fancy piece behind the wheel, he's not going to like me. Roarke: You know how I love being referred. to as your fancy piece. Eve: Sometimes you're my love muffin. He managed a strangled laugh.She could, at the oddest times, surprise him.

He loves me. You sound surprised. Nobody ever did. Not like this. It's easy to say, for some people. The words. But it's not just words with Roarke. He sees inside me, and it doesn't matter.

Peabody, you never cease to amaze me. One day I'll tell you about my granny and her five lovers. Five lovers isn't abnormal for a woman's lifetime. Not in her lifetime; last month. All at the same time. Peabody glanced up, deadpan. She's ninety-eight. I hope to take after her.

Wow, colorful. I think the kid's head plowed into me. He came at me like a mortar. Pow! Skull meets tits. Tits lose.

Where's the hooch—for Dickhead?" "Fourth-floor gift room." She stared at him for ten silent seconds. "We have a gift room?" On a half laugh, he shook his head. "One day, darling Eve, you really should go through the entire house. East wing, fourth-floor tower." "Okay." Since she wasn't completely sure where that was, she walked to the elevator.

As always, just the sight of him gave her a quick inner jolt. His face was like a painting, a depiction in perfect oils of some fallen angel. The sheer beauty of it, framed by all that rich black hair, was forever a surprise to her.

You know how I love being referred to as your fancy piece." "Sometimes you're my love muffin." He managed a strangled laugh. She could, at the oddest times, surprise him.

Eyes on hers, he flicked her shoulder. Her mouth fell open. She started stomping the floor. What in God's name are you doing? he demanded. Trying to kill the giant tarantula, because the only reason I can figure you just fucking flicked me is because there was a big, fat spider on my shoulder.

The sudden power and punch of the kiss rocked her back on her heels, and made her wonder if little beams of sunlight were shooting out of her fingertips.

Bet you didn't see that coming," she murmured. "I didn't, no. If I'd realized rapping your head would turn you into an insatiable sexual maniac who'd use me so brutally, I'd have cold-cocked you long before this.

It worked because, lo and behold, she suddenly remembered her good friend Ariel mentioning she'd seen a strange guy hanging around in the neighborhood." "I'm shocked and stunned. What does lo mean? I get the behold, but what is lo and why is it always handing with behold?" "Behold must like it because it always lets lo come first.

Golly, Peabody said under her breath, it's the great and powerful Oz.

Morris stepped back, blinked. "Well, look at you." "What?" Thrown off, Eve glanced down at herself. "You look gorgeous." She'd have been less shocked if he'd stabbed her with his scalpel. "I— What?" "Like a perfect spring day," he added as he walked over to clean his hands. "I calls 'em as I sees 'em.

She went to the AutoChef, programmed a vitamin smoothie. And was shocked when that's exactly what she got.

Her body arched backward so forcefully that he almost lost her to the sea. He was so startled by her sudden

Brian choked on his whiskey, thumped his chest to help the air into his lungs. His eyes watered. "A cop? You married a bloody cop?" "I married a bloody criminal," Eve muttered, "but nobody ever thinks of that." "I do, darling." Amused, Roarke kissed her hand. "Constantly.

Then you got to the face, framed by that mane of black silk hair, and no heart could be blamed for skipping a few beats. That face, carved by some genius god on a particularly artistic day. Those eyes, so wildly blue they caught the breath. That mouth, so perfectly, romantically sculpted, curved now, for her. Maybe, just maybe, with another handful of years of marriage, seeing him unexpectedly wouldn't simply dazzle her.

Puss head," Eve muttered as she slammed into the Blue Squirrel.

But it was too late as Eve had an armful of chubby baby in foaming, lacy pink. Blonde curls in pink ribbons danced as Bella bounced. She said, "Gah," and grinned. "Okay. God. Okay. Why are you always smiling?" Eve demanded. "What do you know?