The Body in the Backyard (Riley Thorn #4)

by Lucy Score

Reaching around skin creams, lip masks, and bottles of perfume, she filled the glass out of the tap and sighed. It looked like it took a lot of work to be high-maintenance.

No one gave their elegant evening attire a second glance, because after midnight, everyone was equally weird at Sheetz.

There were several thousand things Riley would rather be doing right now, but part of being an adult meant doing frustrating, painful things you didn’t want to do.

I was just being sarcastic.” Gabe looked at her blankly. “It means you use words that say the opposite of what you mean. But it kind of only works when it’s obvious.

He crouched down in front of her and rubbed his hands up her thighs. “Do you need a snack?” “Always.”

“Hmm. I think it’s a little too classy. Don’t you, Toby? I think I need a ring that says, ‘Sometimes makes bad decisions but has a damn good time making them.’”

“Your actions speak louder than other people’s words. Gotta make ’em count.”

“You know what they say. Loud doorbell, small penis,”

“I have never wished ill will upon someone before. However, I cannot help but hope chronic constipation will haunt him for the rest of his life,”

That’s what rich people do. They hire not-rich people to solve their problems.”