Phantom Shadows Quotes

“I stole some of your lollipops.”
“Really. Well, if you’re in the mood to lick something . . .”
She laughed.
“We can hear you,” Seth called.
“So?” Marcus countered and kissed his wife again.
“So she’s like a daughter to me, jackass.”
“Yeah,” David seconded. “There’s a reason I poured thousands of dollars into soundproofing your bedroom.”
“Hmm.” Marcus sounded thoughtful. “I do believe your family is trying to tell me I should take you to bed.”
“That isn’t what I— oh screw it,” Seth muttered.”
― Dianne Duvall, Phantom Shadows

“I’m a grown woman and can take care of myself. If someone has a problem with my feelings for Bastien and thinks I shouldn’t get involved with him because they don’t like him, they can kiss my merry mortal ass.”
― Dianne Duvall, Phantom Shadows

“Damn it, we need some of those men left alive to—” “All you’re getting are corpses. When you send the cleanup crew, send a fucking bus.”
― Dianne Duvall, Phantom Shadows

“Thinking of her aggravation with him during the meeting, he smiled. “Which reminds me . . . You kicked me.”
She shrugged, lips tilting up just a bit. “You were being an ass. Didn’t anyone ever tell you you can catch more flies with honey?”
“Sure. But who wants to catch flies?”
She laughed. “You’re impossible.”
“So everyone keeps telling me, but in far less pleasant terms.”
― Dianne Duvall, Phantom Shadows

“Étienne sighed. “You may as well drop the formality. One, I’ve heard your thoughts and know your concern for her extends beyond that of a work colleague. And two, I’ve seen your thoughts and keep coming across her naked.”
Richart tried without success to choke back a laugh. “Nothing to say?”
A muscle in Bastien’s cheek jumped. “I’m debating over whether or not I should kick Étienne’s ass for seeing Melanie naked.”
Richart burst into laughter.
“It wasn’t real! It was fantasy!” his brother protested.
“I don’t care. She was naked.”
Melanie felt heat bloom in her cheeks and didn’t know why the hell she should feel embarrassed. It wasn’t as if she really were naked. As Étienne had said, they were talking about fantasies he had seen in Bastien’s head.
How hot was it that Bastien was picturing her naked?
I was naked in his thoughts? she asked, unsure if Étienne was still tuning in.
A lot.
And we were doing . . . ?
Things that would make you blush even more than you are now.
I don’t suppose you could show me, could you?
It doesn’t work that way.
Damn.
His lips twitched.
Bastien tugged her hand. “I can’t hear what he’s saying to you. Should I kick his ass?”
“As if you could,” Étienne murmured.”
― Dianne Duvall, Phantom Shadows

“I haven’t felt this way in a long time, Bastien.”
His smile slowly faded. “Nor have I.”
“I’m not going to refrain from exploring what’s happening between us because others may not approve. It’s too important.”
― Dianne Duvall, Phantom Shadows

“I’m at Fetzer Hall now and am about to sweep through the soldiers between us like a fucking tidal wave.”
“Damn it, we need some of those men left alive to—”
“All you’re getting are corpses. When you send the cleanup crew, send a fucking bus.”
― Dianne Duvall, Phantom Shadows

“If you’d just told me you wanted her for yourself, I wouldn’t have opened my mouth. Asshole.”
“He doesn’t want me for himself,” Melanie said. “He isn’t looking for a relationship.”
“It doesn’t matter if he’s looking,” Richart grumbled. “He’s found one. The two of you can’t take your eyes off each other. And in the rare moments you do, you usually touch.”
“What?” Bastien said the same time Melanie did.
Was she as appalled that her feelings were so transparent as he was?
“Don’t worry.” Richart drew out a handkerchief and wiped his crimson lips. “I doubt anyone else has noticed. Bastien is usually too busy pissing them all off.”
“He doesn’t piss you off?” Melanie asked.
“Other than just now”— Richart glared at Bastien—“no. I’ve spent enough time in his company that I’ve become immune to his bullshit.”
― Dianne Duvall, Phantom Shadows

“I need you to not do that,” he said, voice low.
“Why?”
“Because every time you touch me I feel how much you want me and it makes me want you even more.”
Her blood heated. “I don’t have a problem with that,” she murmured.
Bastien groaned”
― Dianne Duvall, Phantom Shadows