Цитаты из произведения The Fine Print — стр. 9

He walks with a sense of self-assuredness that screams I have a big dick and I know how to use it. Don’t think about his dick.

Zahra grins. “It’s a shame you don’t laugh more often.” Because I don’t have many things to laugh about. I tug at my tie, loosening its hold around my neck. “Don’t get used to it.” “I wouldn’t dare. I kind of like the fact that it’s a rarity because it makes it even more special.”

Me: Who hurt you? Do we need to find their HP address? Zahra: Haha so funny. Are you expanding your talents to the computer hacking business? Me: For you, I’d consider it. And I mean every word.

Lucifer: I’m losing my patience. Me: Then go buy some more. Lucifer: Funny. I laugh to myself. Him admitting I’m funny makes my heart slam into my rib cage at an uneven pace. Lucifer: Please tell me where you are? Me: Look at you using the word please. And people say old dogs can’t learn new tricks.

“If you scoot any closer to the edge, you’ll fall out of the cart and get hurt.” He speaks over the haunted sounds. “I thought you didn’t care?” “Hmm. Maybe I found some fucks to give after all.”

“Why are you really spending so much time with me? Don’t you have other things to do and people to torment?” He offers a noncommittal shrug. “Maybe I enjoy hearing your screams.” “Freak.” I’m surprised Rowan doesn’t send me straight into cardiac arrest when he winks. My heart thuds in my chest, and my skin tingles in…

Everything I do today is for Zahra’s sweet smiles and soft laughs. She has the magnetism of the Bermuda Triangle, and I’m a lost plane desperate to land.

“Seriously, what kind of idiot complains about a woman having curves? Off the record, your body is hot as fuck.” Her cheeks turn into two red splotches. “Please pretend I didn’t say anything.” “Why?” “Because we shouldn’t be having this conversation. You’re my boss,” she whispers the words as if someone can hear us. My…

She feels perfect in my arms, and I’m tempted to keep her tucked beside me where I can protect her from all the darkness in the world, including myself.

Kissing Zahra is like reaching Heaven after an eternity spent in purgatory. Like I’ve spent most of my life hopelessly ambling around, waiting for her to show me the way back to the light. She’s divine with enough wickedness to make a sinner like me want to pray in devotion.