“He picked the wrong profession. Should've stayed a prostitute. He'd have made millions. - Cat”

“Between the money and the illegal merchandise, Bones was getting millions. No wonder he laughed at my salary.-Cat”

“Happy belated birthday, Cat," he said, giving me a self-deprecating smile. "Aren't you glad Juan picked the place and not me? We wold have had lattes and hors d'oeuvres instead of liquor and G-strings. Anyone get you a gin yet?”

“The lustful glances thrown his way made me wish he wasn’t such a damned bowl of eye candy."- Cat re: Bones”

“Now that's worth the trip right there." He chuckled, pink starting to sparkle in his eyes. "How goes it, Gregor? Forgot your manners, did you? If I'd known you were balanced in such a precarious state, I might have taken even...longer."I'd yanked a sheet between us and made Gregor pick up his hips, but the rest of him stayed where it was so I could keept that knife close to his heart. It left Gregor with his ass sticking up in the air while his face stayed level with mine. I wasn't trying to be funny. Only practical.”

“I am a nice young girl here to pick up your granddaughter for the weekend... We're going to a Bible retreat to scare the devil out of her. - Bones to Cat's grandparents”

“He was also handsome in a too-pretty way that made me think with less muscles, a wig, and some makeup, he'd look great in a dress.Vlad's scowl vanished into a smile as the brunet's gaze swung in my direction as though he'd somehow heard that."Looks as though she's put you in your place as well, Bones," Vlad drawled.”