Robin

“...she was faced with an annoying, irritating Demon. One she wasn’t allowed to kill. Unless she made it look like an accident. But she had a feeling that even the lazy heifers in the Legal Department would get suspicious if she wrote under cause of death; fell on my hatchets seventeen times.”
― Jane Cousins, What's Up, Buttercup?

“Valkyrie? Well, well, aren’t you full of surprises? Not just another blonde bimbo. You’re like a collector’s edition Barbie, with your gold accessories and rather snazzy boots.”
― Jane Cousins, What's Up, Buttercup?

“Matias frowned.  Damn, he’d had a vision of this gorgeous woman naked?  He hadn’t thought he could despise his memory loss any more than he did, but the hits kept on coming.  Wait.  The blonde had said vision... as in the future?  “We’re fated to have sex?” 
“No!”  Quinn shook her head so quickly and vehemently that her teeth all but rattled.
“You sure?  You can’t seem to stay away from me.”  He looked down at their close proximity. 
“I knew I should have left you to rot in the psych ward strapped to that bed.”
Matias frowned.  He was having a hard time keeping up with the conversation.  “Kinky.  Or is that another dream you had starring yours truly?”
― Jane Cousins, To Surprise A Seer

“...delayed gratification? “Is that where I tie you to the bed, go out and kill a platoon of ogres before returning to have my wicked way with you?”
“Sounds like we have our first anniversary plans already locked and loaded.”
― Jane Cousins, What's Up, Buttercup?