Only you could take one of my worst character faults and turn it into a virtue.

If you can't say anything nice, at least have the decency to be vague.

I Buzz Lightyear love you. You know—to infinity and beyond?” “Yeah?

that secret entrance deep between her thighs clenched like the mouth of a drawstring purse.

Huge and shadowy, with that scent and aura of heat, with the pale gleam of gray irises through dark lashes, he was Lucifer after the Fall, beautiful and primal.

It was pretty much the male code not to let your friends have too much fun if there was any chance you could throw a wrench in their good times.