“I’m quite capable of walking,” she pointed out. It is faster this way. Your legs are short.” They are not!”

“That be the jealousy talking," Gator said, in no way perturbed. "I can't help the way the women love me. I was born with the gift."The men hooted and made rude noises. "You were born with a gift of bullshitting." Sam pointed out, "but that's about it." He looked at Dahlia. "Pardon me, ma'am, but its the truth.""I rather thought it was," she agreed.”

“I’m used to doing things my way, and Aidan is set in his medieval ways.”“What’s medieval?” Joshua wanted to know.“Ask Aidan. He’s good with answers,” she replied resentfully.“Medieval refers to the days of knight and ladies, Joshua. Alexandria thinks I would have made a great knight. They were men who served their homeland with honor and always recued and took care of their fair maidens.” Aidan drained the contents of a third glass of ruby liquid. “A fitting description, and quite a compliment. Thank you, Alexandria.”Stefan coughed behind his hand, and Marie hastily turned to look out the window.Alexandria found a reluctant smile curving her soft mouth. “That’s not all I could call you, but for now, we’ll leave it at medieval.”

“If you don’t get out of my way right this minute, I’m going to . . .” She pictured bringing up her knee hard and watching him writhe in pain on the floor. The image in her mind was as vivid as his shark image had been. Aidan leapt away from her, laughing as he did so. “You have a nasty little temper, Alexandria.”

“On the other hand, she never looked as -big- as she did at that moment."What?" Rose demanded, glaring up at him.The warning signal flashed bright red in Kane's head. Telling a woman she was as big as a beach ball wouldn't win any points. How did one describe how she looked? A basketball? Volleyball? He studied her furious little face. Yeah. He was in big trouble no matter what he said. Description was out of the question. He needed diplomacy, something that flew out of the window when he was near her and she said the words like contractions.”

“It's Mari, Jack," Ken whispered, needing to say it aloud. "What?" Jack jerked around, staring at the sniper as the eyes fluttered closed. "Are you certain?"Ken pulled the woman's belt loose and buckled it around her leg. "Either that or your wife is playing sniper for the other team. It has to be Mari. She looks exactly like Briony.”

“The secret weapon is cucumber.'Solange sat all the way up. 'Jasmine, cover your ears.'MaryAnn, Juliette and Jasmine burst out laughing.'Sheesh, Solange. Get your mind out of the gutter.''MY mind is just fine, thank you. It's MaryAnn's I'm concerned about.''You put them on your eyes,' MaryAnn said, laughing even harder.”