Bite me.” -Lieutenant Eve Dallas, from any of the In Death books.

Eve: “She completely eye-fucked you.” Roarke: “I know. I feel so cheap and used.” Eve: “Shit. You got off on it. Men always do.” Roarke: “True enough, which is why we’re so often cheap and...

You’re almost as good as Peabody.”He stopped at the door, grabbed her up in a steaming kiss. “You can’t get that from Peabody.””I could if I wanted.” But it made her grin as he uncoded...

I got you a present.””Did you?””It’s a book of poetry–romancy stuff. I thought, ‘How schmaltzy is that,’ so it seemed like the thing. Then I screwed up and left it in my desk at work

You’ve got no sense of humor.””I’m going to laugh really hard after I kick your ass.

Three weeks hadn’t changed Cop Central. The coffee was still poisonous, the noise abominable, and the view out of her stingy window was still miserable.She was thrilled to be back.

Roarke: You’d enjoy flying more if you’d learn the controls.Eve: I’d rather pretend I’m on the ground.Roarke: And how many vehicles have you wrecked, had blown up, or destroyed in the last, oh, two years?Eve:...

Eve: “Where’s Mister Scary?”Roarke: “Summerset has the night off.”Eve: “You mean the house is Summerset-free? Damn shame we have to waste it with work.

I wasn’t going to have dessert, but it was right there, all gooey and sweet. It’s like sex. I mean, when it’s right there, what are you supposed to do? I wasn’t going to have...

Statues are too much like dolls, and dolls are creepy. You keep expecting them to blink. And the ones that smile, like this?” Eve kept her lips tight together and she curved them up. “You...