“You should listen to your assistant. She clearly understands about fattening foods." Her tone is not kind. And I'm done being polite. Or quiet. I turn to North, who is sprawled back in his chair, blue eyes alight with undisguised anticipation. An ally I desperately need. "Tell me something..." "Anything, babe." I kind of love him just then. Because I know, I know, he's calling me babe to irritate Macon. It's in his eyes and the way his mouth twists to hold back laughter. "Do agents in this town take Cliché Bitch 101 classes around here?" A muscle in his lower jaw twitches while Karen huffs out a sound of annoyance. "Pretty sure they offer a special discount at UCLA." We both grin. "All right," Macon cuts in. "That's enough." I shoot him a look. Tell that to Ms. Sunset Boulevard. And he returns one of his own. Behave. Make. Me. His answering grin is crafty. "Later." "Later for what?" Karen demands in a snit. "To perform my other services." I dab the corner of my mouth. Because fuck her. Macon chokes on a sip of his water. North, however, just laughs, a big booming sound. "I like her," he says to a glowering Macon.” Verbal SaltBitchySex JokeKarenFat Shaming Book:Dear Enemy Source: Dear Enemy
“Have to keep your ass in tip-top shape for all those screen flashes?" He pauses, and the air becomes too close as his gaze glides over me, a smile oozing out--- smug and heated. "Why, Delilah, have you been watching my ass on screen?" "No. But Sam has. Can't say it was enough to keep her around, though, eh?” Verbal SaltRoasted Book:Dear Enemy Source: Dear Enemy
“Don't pay any mind to Delilah. Our grandma Belle calls her ornery." Which is why I liked Grandma Maeve better. The nasty boy looked at me from under the inky fringe of his bangs when he answered her. "It does." I blew a raspberry. "Stating an opinion contrary to others isn't being ornery; it's called having a working brain. Sorry you two don't know anything about that.” Verbal SaltStanding Up For YourselfFirst Met Book:Dear Enemy Source: Dear Enemy
“Tater Tot is not a nickname," I snapped. "It's an insult, and you're welcome to have it." "No." She shook her head, sending her straight hair over her shoulders in a glinting wave. "I'd need something else. Something to signify our deep connection." I held in my gag admirably, but I found myself speaking without forethought. "How about 'Mirror'? Since you both love gazing into them." As soon as I said it, I knew it was unkind. Sam's pretty face flushed bright pink, and she launched herself from the foot of my bed. "Sam, I didn't mean---" "No," she cut in sharply. "You said what you said. You know, Saint is right; you can't help but pick people apart." "Excuse me while I choke on the irony," I shot back. "Always with a joke," Sam said, even though I hadn't been joking. She crossed her arms over her chest. "Your problem is that you don't know how to play the game." "The game? Life isn't a game." "Bullshit. It always has been and always will be. Smile whether you want to or not; compliment the people in position to help you or have your back." She counted her points off on her fingers. "When everyone assumes you're the sweetest, most helpful or honest person in their world, they'll let you get away with anything." "This is what you think I should be?" I cut in. "A fake schemer?" Sam shrugged then. "Fake or not, it's how the most successful people get ahead. They plot, forge alliances, and they execute their plans." "If that's success, then I want no part of it. I'd rather fail and have a conscience.” Verbal SaltMorality And Free Will Book:Dear Enemy Source: Dear Enemy
“Don't pay any mind to Delilah. Our grandma Belle calls her ornery." Which is why I liked Grandma Maeve better. Sam's cute nose wrinkled then. "I think that just means grumpy." The nasty boy looked at me from under the inky fringe of his bangs when he answered her. "It does." I blew a raspberry. "Stating an opinion contrary to others isn't being ornery; it's called having a working brain. Sorry you two don't know anything about that.” Verbal SaltStanding Up For YourselfFirst Met Book:Dear Enemy Source: Dear Enemy
“I have fans who look at me the way you're looking at that stove." "Their priorities are out of whack.” Verbal SaltPreferential Treatment Book:Dear Enemy Source: Dear Enemy