“It wasn't sarcasm." Graves blew out a cloud of acrid smoke. "It was pointing out a fallacy in your logic, babe." Anna's jaw actually dropped. For a moment, I wasn't sure if I should laugh or push him out of the room. Way to go, Graves.” IfsWayShouldMomentsRoomsLaughingLogicCloudsGravesSmokeSarcasmPointingBabeFallacyAnna Author:Lilith Saintcrow
“I caught the look Benjamin gave me. "What?" "Nothing. We just thought a svetocha would be more, well, difficult." Leon's mouth twitched. "I do seriously want a slushie." I tried a tentative smile. I definitely liked him now. "I haven't had one in ages. Maybe the guys outside—the double blonds—would want one, too?" For some reason Leon found that utterly fricking hysterical. He snorted and chuckled all the way through Housewares to the Health and Beauty section, and even Benjamin unbent enough to grin.” WayWantWellsLooksReasonEnoughWould BeAgeGuyFoundDifficultHavensMouthsCaughtSectionsHystericalLeonHealth And Beauty Author:Lilith Saintcrow
“Okay. I'll deal with Benjamin. You're safe, okay? Nothing's gonna happen." His mouth pulled tight against itself. And now I was having some sort of heart attack. Because when he looked at me like that, my chest started to feel like it was turned inside out. "Promise." And that—the promise, the way he said it with utter certainty—was enough to make me tear up again.” WayFeelsHeartSaidEnoughHappensDealsTearsPromiseSafeMouthsOkayCertaintyChestsHeart Attack Author:Lilith Saintcrow
“I sensed him leaning forward. It's weird to feel someone's attention on you that way, like you're the only thing in the world they're listening to. Most of the time people are distracted, or just thinking about what they're going to say next.” PeopleThinkingWorldWayFeelsNextAttentionLike YouListeningDistracted Author:Lilith Saintcrow
“I just . . . knew, the way you know how to breathe or to pull your hand back from a hot stove.” KnowsWayHandsKnow HowHotBreatheStoves Author:Lilith Saintcrow
“And ordering me around is exactly the wrong way to make me do what you want.” WayWantWhat You WantWrong Way Author:Lilith Saintcrow
“I pulled in a soft breath. My lungs were starving, crying out for air. I lay still, and a cough tickled at the back of my throat. It always happens when you're hiding, a cough, a sneeze, something. It's stupid. The body decides to screw around with you, even though it knows being quiet is the only way it's going to go on living.” KnowsWayStillsBodyHappensAirStupidCryGoes OnQuietBreathsLaysHidingThroatScrewsLungsStarvingBeing Quiet Author:Lilith Saintcrow
