Tabitha McGowan Quotes

What did you call me?"
"Ah. A chuisle. Gaelic. 'My darling'. I prefer the proper translation, mind you."
"Which is?"
He gave a bashful smile. "My pulse.

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In a fortnight Lilith had figured out more about me than anyone had ever cared to know, and I could only hope that she would hold it gently.

What I did know was that as we sheltered from our own private tempests, something immutable happened to the bond between Finn Strachan and me, and our unnamed relationship shifted into something far stronger than either of us knew how to control. If I'd had the energy, I might have halted it there, kept my face turned away and driven on through the storm. But right then, I needed the haven that Finn offered more than oxygen.

I don't expect you to be like them. Don't want you to be. It's not them I want, it's you. From the moment we met, it's only been you.

Finn gave a soft laugh. 'What's so funny?' 'I think you're the first person to actually apologise for inflicting pain. Usually it's someone's hobby.

The voice in my head is is fond of upper-case. It's like having a sub-cranial golden retriever.

A good Catholic boy like myself? You must be joking. Anyway, it kind of changes things when your equipment's used for business instead of pleasure

I had never thought about what made someone a good whore - too close to home, perhaps - but I only needed to watch Finn for moments to see he was skilled at his trade.

The tricky bit was figuring out where we were because I couldn't imagine anyone, God included, daring to send Lilith Bresson to hell.

It was easy to forget that other people lived in a world where rules and laws and common sense could keep you safe. A world where, if you did the right thing you were allowed to get on with your life in whichever way you chose.

I pleaded, like a naughty schoolgirl persuading the class swots to bunk off for the afternoon.

I can't do this alone, Finn. I need you beside me.
Nobody had ever said that to me.

[ ... ] Lilith turned on me with the same fury I had watched her unleash on that fat bastard on the TV and I seriously feared for my balls.

She wore a cantilevered, augmented-breast-skimming satin dress the colour of egg-yolk. Somewhere in deepest Nebraska, a prom queen two sizes smaller than Selena was wondering where the fuck her outfit had disappeared to.

Lilith Bresson, innocent of everything except having a bastard for a father, took her new fate with a calm that was terrifying.

Normally the first to read the small print, I had deliberately hidden away any paperwork that referred to this ridiculous task, and now I found myself kissing goodbye to a laptop, a mobile phone and two fully-loaded MP3 players, not to mention the halogen light that allowed me to work through the night if I so desired. I stared disconsolately out over the shimmering tarmac and wondered if I might be granted permission to shave my legs.

Just out of interest, what did you make of my Finn?
Probably the most beautiful man I've ever seen.

Well if it's Santa on an early shift, I hope he's brought plenty of coal.

The momentary discomfort was nothing at all compared to the realisation that she was finding refuge in my flawed embrace.

But at the end of the day, everything I do costs me. The only question is how much.

You, my delightful Irish friend, terrify me," Gabriel said, and pulled the blanket over his head like a shawl. "You look like you've just stepped off the catwalk, you've got the stare of a serial killer, and you're clearly one of the hardest bastards I've ever met. Basically, I'm terribly keen to ensure that I'm never on your wrong side for the remained of my existence-will that do for now, you fucking sociopath?

Even at this ridiculous hour, and clad in a faded blue t-shirt and ancient pyjama pants, he looked like something Michelangelo might reject for being too beautiful

Well golly fucking gosh how terribly delightful for her. Now get out.

God, I've just figured out what's missing – you ditched the hallowed Albermarle Teddy Bear!'

I nodded. 'Banished to a dark cupboard for all eternity.'

'You cold-hearted bastard.'

'Give me a hot water bottle any day. At least they have some appreciable function. Not like that pathetic pile of overpriced fake fur and anthropomorphic bullshit I locked in the wardrobe.'

'You have serious teddy bear issues.

It was the first time I had ever felt guilt at finding a man attractive.