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V? What? I will die rather than hurt you. ~Vutch moments~
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Uh-huh, right. Let me count all the ways you and I aren't going there.
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When she didn't say anything more, he frowned, thinking this was the pair of them in a nutshell: Standing three feet away from each other and being separated by miles.
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Wow, she breathed. I know, right? Hung like a horse. If you're really nice-and you live through this-I'll promise not to tell V. About my size. She laughed a little, No, that you assumed I'd look at you in any fashion other than professionally.
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Because I was, and I remain, utterly and completely and totally…in love with you.
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I have no words. Sixteen languages, but no words. -Vishous
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...but her eyes had had too much in them and his heart way too little for things to keep going.
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Man, you cannot be real, the human said softly. Why not? You just can't. She laughed a little. Well, I am. He cleared his throat again. Offered her a lopsided grin. Mind if I ask you to prove it? How? Can I touch your hair?
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From one king to another, know that I'm giving you the middle finger right now. And he was, with a smile.
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Yeah.” Rhage sighed. “All I want is one good female. But I guess I’ll settle for quantity until I find her. Life just sucks, doesn’t it?
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Unfortunately, beer was only a short-term answer. And head transplants had yet to be approved by the FDA.
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What was said about him, what the females needed to believe about him, was just oral masturbation for mouths that needed to be otherwise occupied.
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What are the rules, The cop said. There are none. Vishous spread his stance and braced himself. Do whatever you want...but you have to break me. You've got to tear me apart.
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And love … love was worth dying for. Worth living for, too.
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If the Angels won, the entire Earth would be nothing but one giant Christmas frickin' morning, a choking wave of happiness and warmth and caring and sharing taking over everything.
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Come to think of it, that word (choice) shouldn't be applied to people's destinies. Ever. Choice should be relegated to TV and meals: You could choose NBC over CBS or steak instead of chicken. But take the concept any further than the stove or the remote control and the word just didn't apply. - V
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You want to poof it or ride back with me?
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Is he Catholic? her grandmother asked on the way out. He's a drug dealer -- so if he is religious, he's got incredible powers of reconciliation. He looks like a good boy, her vovo said over her shoulder. A good Catholic boy. And that was that -- for now.
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