“I surveyed the others, who had all stopped in their tracks. "So what was the plan, boys? You were all going to get a fuck in? The very definition of sloppy seconds - hell, sloppy thirds and fourths and fifths. Than what? Slit my throat? Leave me for dead? Let some school janitor find me stuffed in a dumpster? You would deny my children their mother for one night of cheap thrills?”

“So are we stalking your ex-husband?”“I’m a licensed private investigator,” I said. “I’m licensed to stalk.”“Really?”“In most cases.”“What about this case?”“In this case,” I said. “We’re stalking the hell out of him.”

“You've always been there for me. Always. Even when I…" V"Even when you what?" B"You know." V"What?" B"Fuck. Even when I was in love with you. Or some shit." VButch clasped his hands to his chest. "Was? Was? I can't believe you've lost interest." He threw one arm over his eyes, all Sarah Bernhardt. "My dreams of our future are shattered—" B"Shut it, cop." VButch looked out from under his arm. "Are you kidding me? The reality show I had planned was fantastic. Was going to pitch it to VH1. Two Bites Are Better Than One. We were going to make millions ." B"Oh, for the love.”

“A marriage shouldn't have to be so much work. Love shouldn't crush your soul. A relationship should add to your life, not take away from it.”

“Fuck. Even when I was in love with you. Or some shit.Butch clasped his hands to his chest. "Was? Was? I can't believe you've lost interest." He threw one arm over his eyes, all Sarah Bernhardt. "My dreams of our future shattered-""Shut it, cop."Butch looked out from under his arm. 3are you kidding me? The reality show I had planned was fantastic. Was going to pitch it to VH1. 'Two Bites Are Better Than One'. We were going to make millions.”

“Lassiter hit pause and clamped a hard hand on his shoulder."Sit the fuck back. Watch and learn.""What? How much I hate rom-coms? How 'bout we just stipulate that and let me go.""You're going to need this."" For my second career as a pussy?”

“And I shall take my leave of you now- unless you have plans to shoot me. In which case, I shall take you with me." He lifted up his other hand. In it was a small black handset. " Just so we're clear, the bomb that is wired to the undercarriage of my car will go off if my thumb contracts- which is precisely the kind of autonomic jerk that will occur if you put a bullet in my chest or my back. Oh and mayhap I should mention that the explosion has a radius that more than includes where you are, and the detonation is so efficient, you will not be able to dematerialize out of the zone fast enough"Xcor laughed with genuine respect. "You know what they say about suicide, don't you. No Fade for them ""Its not suicide if you shoot me first. Self-defense""And your willing to test that out?""If you are”