Wouldn't that put a twist in your toga?
My legs are falling asleep,” I blurted. It wasn’t a total lie. I was experiencing tingling sensations all through my body, legs included. “I could solve that. ” Patch’s hands closed on my hips.
I couldn't stand here, hanging on, when the very thing I held disappeared more with each passing day.
Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him.
I nibbled my lower lip. "If you could see into my past just by touching my back, you'd have a hard time resisting the temptation too. " "I have a hard time keeping my hands off you without that added bonus.
One more secret smile. One more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone I didn't know I was searching for.
If we're doing this for ten hours, I'm going to need a little incentive to stay motivated. " Patch hooked his elbow around my neck and dragged me into a kiss. "Every time you strip my sword, I owe you a kiss. How's that sound?" I bit my lip to keep from giggling. "That sounds really dirty. " Patch waggled his eyebrows. "Look whose mind just rolled into the gutter. Two kisses per strip. Any objections?" I pulled on an innocent face. "None whatsoever.
The secret of life is to skip having children and go directly to grandchildren.
The Indians kept increasing in numbers until it was estimated that we were fighting from 800 to 1,000 of them.
I thought: this is how life is, ridiculous beyond comprehension.
Crosby is a great player, but I'd have to say Ovechkin, who is also a great player but doesn't have the same kind of support, and who does something great on almost every shift.