“There was only one thing to do, and he did it. Ignoring Bomazine's leering face, Ike reached down and took up a notch in his belt.”

“Don’t worry, says Ike, I didn’t do yer pretty face no harm. I should of though. After what you done to me.He glares at Jack an Jack actually looks shame-faced. Ike jabs him in the chest with a big meaty finger.You left me, you sonofabitch, he says, hangin upside down, stark naked, with all them women in their—Jack grabs his hand. Not now, Ike, he says. We’ll talk about it later.”

“Back off, perv! I have a black belt in taekwondoand I will fuck you up if you take another step towardme.”Chase raised his hands in surrender, trying really,really hard to keep his eyes on hers. “Whoa, there,crouching tiger. Let’s just take this down a notch.”

“Then suddenly he reached out and took her hand. "Why did you do that?" she asked softly. He looked up at the snowflakes, let them fall, melt on his face, turning it shiny. "Because when it's slippery out, sometimes we just need someone to hang on to until we find our footing.”

“He reaches down and tugs his pant leg up. The gold cuff wrapped around his ankle is decorated with Smurf stickers. "One of the other collectors did this after I crashed last night. Can you believe that mess? I can't get the damn things off.”

“He knew it was ridiculous never to want another man to appreciate her beauty, to know her laughter, but until Bronwyn was his in every sense of the word, he would not be at ease.Then Tyr reached up and brushed something off her cheek and Ranulf's self-discipline exploded into a rushing torrent of anger and possessiveness. His best friend! On his land, touching his woman!Unthinking, Ranulf snatched his tunic and wrenched it over his head. After pulling on his leggings and shoes, he grabbed his belt and sword, fastening them as he exited the room. He ignored the servant,who had been patiently waiting just outside the door for instructions, and bounded down the stairs with only one thought-pummeling his soon-to-be ex-friend.”