“An evil light sparked in his eyes. "You could always go for Plan B.""Pound everyone to a bloody pulp until they shut up and cooperate?""Exactly."-Curran and Kate”
“Tiny gold sparks flared in his irises. "You're in my rooms in my bathtub naked and you're still mouthing off."Did he expect anything different? "Hey, I didn't kick or punch you in the throat. I consider this progress. And you haven't choked me again, which is some sort of record for you...”
“I’d gone heavy on the black eye makeup until raccoons and I could pass for cousins.”
“Oh, for fuck's sake; sometimes a raccoon is just a raccoon!”
“...dark embers smolder inside me - one touch and they flare - who would have thought memory combustible, or near you bright sparks appear?...”