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“Roarke: "Darling, before we shift into the official mode, what do you have on under that dress?"
Eve: "A device designed to drive men wild."
Roarke: "It's working. I don't believe I've ever seen your butt move quite that way."
Eve: "It's a cop's butt now, ace, so watch it."
Roarke: "I am." He smiled, gave it a nice solid smack. "Believe me.”
― J.D. Robb, Immortal in Death

“What other thing, Eve?"
"I love you. Sometimes it makes my stomach hurt, but I kind of like it. Tired now, come to bed. Love you.”
― J.D. Robb, Immortal in Death

“Eve, we're going to be married in a few days."

The jittering started again, big time. "Yeah."

"If he keeps looking at you like that, I'm going to have to hurt him.”
― J.D. Robb, Immortal in Death

“Do you think you're walking out on me, on your life, because you defended yourself against a monster?"

"I killed my father."

"You killed a fucking monster. You were a child. Are you going to stand there, look me in the face, and tell me that child was to blame?"

She opened her mouth, closed it. "It's not a matter of how I see it, Roarke. The law--"

"The law should have protected you!" With visions dancing evilly in his head, he snapped. He could all but hear the tight wire of control break. "Goddamn the law. What good did it do either one of us when we needed it most? You want to chuck your badge because the law's too fucking weak to care for it's innocents, for it's children, be my guest. Throw your career away. But you're not getting rid of me.”
― J.D. Robb, Immortal in Death

“Summerset, don't you ever sleep?"

"It's Lieutenant Dallas. She's--"

Roarke dropped his briefcase, grabbed Summerset by the lapels. "Has she been hurt? Where is she?"

"A nightmare. She was screaming." Summerset lost his usual composure and dragged a hand over his hair. "She won't cooperate. I was about to call your doctor. I left her in her private suite."

As Roarke pushed him aside, Summerset grabbed his arm. "Roarke, you should have told me what had been done to her."

Roarke merely shook his head and kept going. "I'll take care of her.”
― J.D. Robb, Immortal in Death

“I can’t let her stand trial.â€� Her head lolled; she snapped it back. “I have to find . . . I need to go . . .â€� She couldn’t even lift her weighted arm to her head. “Damn it, Roarke, damn it, that was a tranq.â€� “Go to sleep,â€� he murmured and gently unhooked her weapon harness and set it aside. “Lie back.â€� “Inducing chemicals on unknowing people is a violation of . . .â€� She slipped deeper, barely felt him unbutton her shirt. “Arrest me in the morning,â€� he suggested. He undressed her, then himself, before slipping into bed beside her. “Just sleep now.â€� She slept, but even there, dreams chased her.”
― J.D. Robb, Immortal in Death

“No. No, I don't believe you'd betray me with her. I don't believe you'd cheat on me. But I'm afraid, and I'm sick in my heart that you might look at her, then at me. And regret.”
― J.D. Robb, Innocent in Death

“For once, he slept first. She lay in the dark, listening to him breathe, stealing a little of his warmth as her own body cooled. Since he was asleep, she stroked his hair.

"I love you," she murmured. "I love you so much, I'm stupid about it."

With a sigh, she settled down, closed her eyes, and willed her mind to empty.
Beside her, Roarke smiled into the dark.

He never slept first.”
― J.D. Robb, Ceremony in Death

“I want to see you again." He stopped, took her face in his hands. "I need to see you again."

Her pulse jumped, as if it had nothing to do with the rest of her. "Roarke, what's going on here?"

"Lieutenant." He leaned forward, touched his lips to hers. "indications are we're having a romance.”
― J.D. Robb, Naked in Death

“A cop? You married a bloody cop?"

"I married a bloody criminal," Eve muttered, "but nobody ever thinks of that.”
― J.D. Robb, Vengeance in Death

“We're standing here, beat to shit, walking away from a crime scene where either or both of us could have bought it, and you're asking me to marry you?"
"Perfect timing.”
― J.D. Robb, Glory in Death

“Listen carefully. I'd crush you like a bug for causing my wife one single moment of pain. Believe it. Fear it. ”
― (Roarke)J.D. Robb

“Eve: What is it about asking you Catholic questions that gets you all jumpy?

Roarke: You'd be jumpy, too, if I asked you things that make you feel the hot breath of hell at your back.

Eve: You're not going to hell.

Roarke: Oh, and have you got some inside intel on that?

Eve: You married a cop...you married me. I'm your goddamn salvation.”
― J.D. Robb, Salvation in Death

“You--Roarke." Eyes watering, she reached for more tissue. "Jesus, Eve. Jesus Christ, you never sleep with anybody. And you're telling me you slept with Roarke?"

"That's not precisely accurate. We didn't sleep.”
― J.D. Robb, Naked in Death

“Bite me." -Lieutenant Eve Dallas, from any of the In Death books.”
― J.D. Robb