“I’m a man of words, yet you rob me of them every single time.”

“I’m a man of words, yet you rob me of them every single time.”

“On one side of his brain, logic was standing on a chair, waving its arms to get his attention. On the other side, lust and yearning rubbed their hands together in unholy anticipation.”

“This isn't London, sweetheart. This is New York City and we can spot a fraud from a mile away.”