“Ambition is a poor excuse for not having sense enough to be lazy.”
“You can’t have everything. Where would you put it?”
“I just got out of the hospital. I was in a speed-reading accident. I hit a bookmark. ”
“Excuses are lies wrapped up in reasons.”
“Are you all right,” he whispered, his lips brushing the tips of my spiky hair. Granted, I knew he was only being discreet so as to save poor Hillary from being reamed again, but my knees didn’t know the difference. They betrayed me, buckling under his hot breath on my ear and the deep whisper that tickled my senses.”
“We were lazy people on an adventure, flirting with life but too shy to go all the way.”