#tack

Let’s escape outside,” Isabelle suggested. “Do you have any other talents?” “I bake and garden.” “Do you sew, too?” Amber nodded. “I sew whenever anger incites me to mutilation.” Isabelle laughed. “One cannot hang for attacking a piece of cloth. ↗

— Patricia Grasso

#attacking #bake #garden #sew #anger

I know it's a rare privilege, but if one can really tackle something in adult life that means that much to you, then it's more rewarding than anything I can imagine. ↗

— Andrew Wiles

#adult life #anything #i #i can #imagine

Give me that mouth again, babe, then get outta here. "Is the word 'please' in your vocabulary?" "No, but you throw more attitude at me before givin' me your mouth, tonight, that word is gonna be in your vocabulary and I'm gonna make you use it often ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#attitude

By the way, I haven't heard an 'I'm sorry' from you yet." My sense of grievance had overwhelmed my sense of self-preservation. I am sorry that the maenad picked on you." I glared at him. "Not enough," I said. I was trying hard to hang on to this conversation. Angelic Sookie, vision of love and beauty, I am prostrate that the wicked evil maenad violated your smooth and voluptuous body, in an attempt to deliver a message to me." That's more like it. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#romance #sookie-stackhouse #vampire #beauty

Are you a prude?' He seemed genuinely curious. 'No!' But after a second, I said, 'But may be compared to you, yes! I like my privacy. I get to decide who sees me naked. Do you get my point?' 'Yes. Objectively speaking, you have beautiful points.' I thought the top of my head would pop off... (Sookie Stackhouse & Claude, Dead in the Family) ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#paranormal #sookie-stackhouse #vampires #beauty

Tack grinned. "You know," I started, "it's annoying when you grin all know-it-all." "This isn't my know-it-all grin, Red. This is my I'm gonna get me some later grin." I felt a couple of quivers that were on the high end of pleasant scale. Still, I shared. "That's even more annoying." "Don't know why since me gettin' some means you're gonna get some. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#tyra #dreams

You have no clue," he whispered. "No clue about what?" I whispered back. "What you handed me last night." I took in a deep breath and asked softly, "What did I hand you, honey?" "What's lyin' in that bed." That was when I stopped breathing. "I claimed it," he went on. "But last night you gave it to me. Gift's given, no takin' it back. You get that, Tyra?" "I think so," I whispered. "Get that, baby, it's important. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#tyra #dreams

Got it all scheduled,” he noted. “Yes,” I returned. “What’s a huge-ass wedding?” “Don’t ask that,” I advised. “Just show up.” His grin turned wicked and I liked it. That was, I liked it until he enquired, “You askin’ me to marry you, Red?” I wasn’t even sipping coffee and, still, I chocked. Then I pushed out, “What?” “I accept.” I shook my head and kept shaking it when I requested clarification, “Let me get this straight. Did you just accept my non-marriage offer?” “Non-marriage?” “I didn’t ask!” My voice was rising. “So you just wanna shack up?” he asked but didn’t wait on my answer. “I’m good with that too.” Gah! “I’m getting my huge-ass wedding,” I declared. “So you are askin’ me to marry you,” he noted. Gah! Gah! Gah!! Sharp as a tack. Someone kill me. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#tyra #dreams

We done with this talk about everything?” “Yes,” I answered. “You good?” he asked. Oh yes. I was good. I nodded but added another soft, “Yes.” His hands slid down over my ass and he ordered, “Then hop up baby, Time to f**k. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#dreams

The can take everything you own- your property, your best years, all your joys, all your good works, everything down to your last shirt- but you'll always have your dreams, so you can reinvent your stolen world. ↗

— Yasmina Khadra

#dreams