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“I don't have any idea what to wear anymore, so I tried to cover all bases."
"Try skin."
"Little chilly for that."
We looked at each other across the coffee table.
His eyes didn't say, I'd heat you up, and mine didn't say What are you waiting for? He didn't reply, Fuck if I'm making the first move, so I was careful not to say, I wish you would, because I can't, because I'm... and he didn't snap ...choking on your pride?!
"As if you aren't."
"Excuse me?"
"Really Barrons," I said drily. "I'm not the only one who didn't just not have that conversation, and you know it."
There was the faint, sexy lift of his lip. "You're a piece of work, Ms. Lane."
"Right back at you.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“They'll try to kill you."
"Good thing I'm hard to kill." Only one thing concerned me. "Will you?"
"Never. I'm the one who will always watch over you. Always be there to fuck you back to your senses when you need it, the one who will never let you die.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“Don't leave me, Rainbow Girl."
Rainbow Girl. Was that who I was?
It seemed so long ago. I smiled faintly. "Remember the skirt I wore to Mallucé's the night you told me to dress Goth?"
"It's upstairs in your closet. Never throw it away. It looked like a wet dream on you.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“You may be trying to claim the woman, his eyes said, but make no mistake, she and the fucking fireplace are mine.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“Sex either blows your fucking mind, or it’s not good enough.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Burned

“You're Mac," he says. "And I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters. Never will. You exsist in a place that is beyond all rules for me. Do you understand that?"
"I do.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“Mac: "It's not the sidhe-seers."
He stopped and went very still.
JZB: "Who is it?"
Mac: "The MacKeltars."
He was silent a long moment. Then he began to laugh, softly.
JZB: "Well played, Ms. Lane."
Mac: "I had a good teacher."
JZB: "The best. Hop on one foot, Ms. Lane."

Mac and Barrons”
― Karen Moning

“You want to fight or fuck, Mac?"

I bounced from foot to foot, wired with fury and sexual energy. I may never understand why I always feel them together around him but I sure as hell can enjoy it. "Both."

"Think you can take me?"

"Going to damn well try."

"Think you'll survive it?"

I stabbed a finger in his chest and smiled up at him. "I think I'm gonna own it. Jericho."

He growled low in his chest. "Bring it the fuck on, Mac."

I brought it.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Feverborn

“She will never know that tonight, she was mine.”
― Karen Marie Moning