“You admit nothing. Deny everything. Demand proof. Did you learn nothing in Boot Camp?"
(Mace to Smitty)”
“So, hoss. Have you actually told her you’re in love with her?”
“She won’t let me. When I tried, she threw me down a flight of stairs.”
“And you’re not concerned about that?”
“There weren’t that many steps.”
“I'd rather have rabies than be in love."
"Why?"
"Because at least you can get over rabies with some shots.”
“This conversation" - Dez rapped her knuckles against the Formica table- "is over."
"Be careful, Dez," Jimmy stated earnestly.
"And don't sleep with him the first night," Vinny warned. "We know what a slut you can be."
Dez turned to Sal. "Do you have anything to add to this bullshit?"
"Yeah." Sal looked down from the ceiling he'd been staring at. "Based on the structure of this building, if we removed that pillar back there, we could take out this whole block."
Dez sighed.”
“Because isn’t that what the holidays are all about— letting your family make you wish you were an orphan?”
“If you’re worried arresting my sister will come between us — really, that’s not a problem. I’m pretty sure it will bind us tighter together. Besides, we made plans…involving Missy’s desk.”
“You know I was only torturing your sister.”
“So you were just using me?” He actually sounded wounded. “Like a whore?”
“Mace…” She stopped and rubbed her eyes. Of all the places he could be doing this, her precinct should not be one of them.
“You’re doing it again.”
“Doing what?”
“Trying to make me crazy.”
The look he gave her was pure predatory male. “I like you crazy.”
“That’s a shitty thing to do. It’s almost catlike in its evilness.”
“See, your problem is you underestimate dogs. There’s a reason many of us are let up on the couch, while they keep y’all in a zoo.”
“You do know I’m the one person who can shoot you and make it look like justifiable homicide?”
“Didn’t she know?
“Yes” to dinner today.
“Yes” to marriage tomorrow.
Dammit, he had a schedule to keep.
A schedule that involved getting her sweet ass into bed as fast as humanly possible.”
“Uh…tell me, Mace. Have you actually let her in on the fact she’s yours now?”
“No. But I will. She’ll simply have to deal with it.”
Smitty sighed. “So says the King of the Jungle.”
“Jealousy over some big, dumb bear flew out the window as he stared at Ronnie. “You…you were banned from Norway? The country?”
“Mace growled and wondered how much prison time a man would do for tossing his sister into the East River.”
“Oh, look. The idiot of the jungle awakens.”
“Mace-Let's get something straight right now woman...we are a couple.
Dez-I never agreed to that!
Mace- Don't care!”
“He’d hate to start killing people at this stage in the game. Especially some poor schmuck who happened to marry the wrong woman.”
“Exactly what was wrong with her? And could she pass it on to any children she may have?”
“Why couldn’t she get the man out of her mind? Because he reminded you what that hole between your legs is really for.”
“He growled. Really, how attached could Smitty be to his sister? Would he really notice if Mace killed her?”
“Here, baby. Here’s a towel.”
She reached back, unable to face the man, and grasped the towel he handed her. Of course, it was a dish towel and not much good.”
“I’m okay,” he reassured her before he could say something stupid. Like “marry me.”
“In fact, his adult brain acted like his adolescent brain used to. It stopped functioning. All it wanted to do was wrap itself around the owner of that scent and purr.”
“Lessons? Oh no. I didn’t need lessons.” He glanced up and found her shaking her head in disgust at her own idiocy. “You see, Sissy said I wouldn’t need lessons. ‘You’re a shifter,’ she said. ‘We can do anything,’ she said.”
“Don’t fret none, darlin’. I got your back.”
“You said that in Budapest. I still have the scars, too.”
“She never discussed her past in detail, but a few tidbits she’d dropped here and there over the last few months they’d all been hanging together convinced Ronnie and Sissy that the woman hadn’t merely lived on the wild side, but instead owned prime real estate there.”
“Smiled at Smitty. Leered at Dez. And practically spit at Mace. Man, the staff at this restaurant really didn’t like him.”
“She was thinking, I have a nut in my house. How do I get the nut out of my house?”
“But I was about to make him see God…”
“You cry at a movie but not about your brother?”
“That’s nothing. To impress a polar bear I met in Switzerland, I once got on two tiny sticks and flew down a snow-covered mountain.”
“True, but now you’ve got Bren. Think of it like an extra pair of thermal underwear. Sometimes you’re in a situation when you really need two.”
Ronnie started to sip her hot chocolate but stopped and put her cup back down. “Darlin’, that is one of the dumbest analogies I’ve heard in a long time.”
“Anger bubbled up inside him so strong that he clenched his fist and silently promised his brother that he would pay for his boorish behavior.”
“No, the secret is that there's no reward and we have to endure our characters and our natures as best we can, because no amount of experience or insight is going to rectify our deficiencies, our self-regard, or our cupidity. We have to learn that our desires do not find any real echo in the world. We have to accept that the people we love do not love us, or not in the way we hope. We have to accept betrayal and disloyalty, and, hardest of all, that someone is finer than we are in character or intelligence.”
“A ceia indo principiando, somente falei também de sérios assuntos, que eram a política e os negócios da lavoura e cria. Só faltava lá uma boa cerveja e alguém com jornal na mão, para alto se ler e a respeito disso tudo se falar.”
“Alex felt the bullets pass over his shoulder and heard a scream as one of the other guards was hit. Well, that made one less anyway!”
“He opened his eyes and scanned her face, trying to find any sign of distress, but he there was none. Excitement, he realized as she opened her eyes and bit down on her bottom lip, as if she were fighting to contain it all inside of her.
The blood furiously pumping through his system cleansed away every ounce of hesitation. Despite what he'd said to her, despite his warnings about what type of man he truly was, she offered herself to him. She was giving herself to him, all of her, and it was a gift he was more than happy to receive.
'Everything,' he'd said. He wanted everything.
And now he would take it.”
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