Jackson asked, "Where'd the water come from in your house?""A pipe." Then he explained to Jackson, "Water travels in pipes.

I woan let you go back to that boy--not until you give me one bec doux." A sweet kiss. Then he reached forward, unlacing the ribbon from my hair."What are you doing?" I murmured."Souvenir." He put it in his pocket, and for some reason that struck me as the sexiest thing I'd ever seen.

Goody Two-shoes Evie Greene got herself pickled, for true. If I'd known you were such a juvenile delinquent, I might've asked for a new history podna.""Juvenile delinquent? Hmm. Aren't your initials J.D.? If the shoe fits...

Damn, cher, you still smell like a blossom. Been so long since I've seen a flower that I'd nearly forgotten what they smelled like." He took a lock of my hair, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger. "You're dressing up and using expensive perfume? Ole Jack senses a trap. Consider me snared.

Your mortal's storming the slaver den." Aric's tone was half-amused, half-approving. "I'm hereby inviting myself on his incursion.

We all have our curses. The people of my blood are cursed to love only once. You're cursed never to touch any but one. And Evie? She's cursed to love us both. She really does, you know.

I doubt she'll welcome you if I tell her you undressed me.""Maybe she'll only partially welcome me."Smart-ass.

The two of them were acting like such...guys. I wanted to strangle them.

I know that look.” Jack shook his head ruefully. “Doan worry; she’llgive you your balls back as soon as she’s done getting her way.