Nancy Gideon Quotes

Letting you go is not an option. Not ever.Stay here wth me and we'll finsh our date. If you're tired you can sleep on my shoulder. If you want to go I'll go with you and we can sleep together. I want to spend the night with you and wake up with you in the morning. For the rest of my life.

Who wants you dead, Max?"
"You, apparently. I didn't realize I was such a poor dinner companion.

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There is nothing I would not do for you. I would let you walk on my naked body with those wicked heels I would trail behind you on a leash or on my knees, if that's what you wanted.

I don't know yet what we're called, or if we have
a name. I know so little and need to learn so much. I'm many things, detective, and all of them love you.

Let's make this a slow ride, shall we?"
The deep purr of her voice brought a sassy grin to his face. The long slant of his eyes grew languid. "You have the reins, cher. You can whip me with them if you like.

Her mouth was on his with such ferocity, it knocked him back a step. He managed to haul her back so he could gasp for air and answers. "Not that I'm complaining." "Then don't. Shut up and put out Savoie." "You are so romantic, detective." She chained rough kisses about his neck. "What if I can't perform under this unexpected pressure?" Her hand dropped below his belt for an assessing fondle. "Just my luck. Appears to be high performance all the way." He chuckled and began to nuzzle and nip at her rather roughly, his attention supercharged by her aggression. "And what kind of handling are you looking for?" "Fast and reckless

Wait until you see what I bought, Tina gushed with a female's mistaken belief that a man was ever interested in what came out of a shopping bag unless it had to do with lingerie, auto parts, or sporting goods.

I need you, Charlotte, I need you like air, like light. Without you there's only darkness. There's emptiness. Tell me what you want me to do. I'd wait forever for you. Just don't tell me you don't want me back.

Detective, any warm-blooded male with a pulse would have his hand on your glorious ass. May I?"
"Knock yourself out."
His fingertips sketched over that tight sheen of Lycra before cupping a taut globe for a squeeze. "What kind of workout do you do to get that kind of muscle tone?"
She put her face up close to his. "I beat the shit outta guys who grab my ass.

You think food, dancing, and sex is the answer to everything.
Everything worth anything, duh!

Keep it. When you have enough of my clothes at your place, I'll have to start staying overnight so I can get dressed."
"Dream on, Savoie."
"Every night, detective.

Men are linear creatures, led by their lusts. You only have to give them an excuse to act on what they already want to do.