“I didn't know you were such a caveman.""I'm a damn contractor. Of course I'm a fucking caveman.”

“No, they would not be happy to take my place at your side, cara mia, because I would promptly end their lives in a most unhappy way.’‘You are such a caveman, Julian. You look tall and elegant and princely, yet you have not matured beyond the cave.’…’I have no intention of riding above caveman mentality,’ he growled in her ear, his breath teasing tendrils of hair and sending little flames dancing through her bloodstream. ‘There are so many benefits for the caveman.”

“It was like he was a caveman grunting, "You woman. Me man. Let’s make babies together.”

“Feeling like a caveman tonight? Or do you still insist you’re immune to such primitive impulses?”

“He's a Nethanderal! Behold the might of my caveman!"Mrs. Isaacs looked up at me, "I believe they're called 'Neanderthals', Hon."I looked down at my watercolor caveman, making a face as I felt like a Nethanderal, painting the wall of my cave. "Neanderthal just sounds so...Archaic.”

“Are you upset that you can’t stomp around like a caveman and pee on my leg?” I poked his shoulder. “I’m not a tree, Your Highness.”