The Undercutting of Rosie and Adam (Hart and Mercy, #3)

by Megan Bannen

Act first, think never, because fifty years from now, no one is going to remember this anyway,

she wanted to make a bona fide god who had witnessed the creation of the world and the birth of humanity say Blammo Tinky Fartface. That was true power.

“Fuck it. I’ll do it for science,”

Rosie was inclined to like people who cussed. In her experience, the foulmouthed tended to be honest and authentic.

“You are difficult to forget.” “Well, you could’ve fooled me.” “One does not forget a stunning woman with eyes like garnets.”

“Holy shit, I’ve never seen a bona fide god before.” “God. Bag of dicks. Tomato. To-mah-to.”

“If there is a smidgen of like or love there, you may as well go for it. Those smidgens can be hard to come by.”

“Gods’ tits and testicles, yes!” cheered Zeddie.

You just want to see him in suits again and swim in his cologne, his eyeballs accused her. I will cut you, her eyeballs fired back.

“She claims to have a filter, but I have seen no evidence”

“Because I’d rather be stuck in here with you than stuck out there without you, you fucking asshole.”

“I think you are a thousand times more beautiful in peacock feathers than a peacock could ever hope to be.” “That’s so sweet, but all I heard was cock.”

“You really want to be stuck with this for all eternity?” “Yes, but a lifetime is also acceptable.”