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Hollywood Dirt (Hollywood Dirt, #1) Hollywood Dirt by Alessandra Torre
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“I won’t stop until my mouth is imprinted on your mind and your taste is my fucking middle name.”
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“Liar.” I accused.
He laughed and leaned in, close enough for only me to hear his response. “Yes, baby. And so are you.”
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“Kissed you. I just kissed you. Big fucking deal. You wouldn’t shut up.”
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“He went full frontal in The Evidence Locker. America swooned and my vibrator got a fresh round of batteries.”
Alessandra Torre, Hollywood Dirt
“The man shouldn’t be allowed to have a mouth. Shouldn’t be allowed to use that thing like a weapon.”
Alessandra Torre, Hollywood Dirt
“He loved her. He did. He fucking loved this woman. He loved her giggle when she couldn’t control it. He loved the mischief in her eyes when she was playful. He loved how her body stiffened and hands balled up and her gaze could eat through a grown man when she was mad. But none of that compared to how much he loved her sighs, the sound of his name when she screamed it, the way her mouth responded to his kisses, her scent—God he could bottle her juices and become a billionaire, but he would never because he couldn’t, in that moment, ever imagine another man with her. He would kill to keep her his, pay every cent of his fortune, destroy his career and never have another if it would keep her his. This was not a rebound, this was not infatuation, this was the end of his life as he knew it, and the realization hit that even if she didn’t want him, he would never ever find another woman like her, he would never ever get over her. He closed his eyes, felt her leg move against his, her chest heaving against his, her mouth by his neck, and he had never been so terrified.”
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“Yes, I was a twenty-nine year old woman who lived with her mother. One who didn’t do drugs, party, or have sex. I read books, drank the occasional beer on a hot afternoon, and did the Times crossword puzzle on Sunday afternoons. I hadn’t attended college, I wasn’t particularly gorgeous, and I often forgot to shave my legs. On the upside, I could cook some mean dumplings and bring myself to orgasm within five minutes. Not at the same time, mind you. I wasn’t that talented.”
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“How much money I have is not indicative of my worth. If it was, then I would be the lesser individual on this porch.”
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“There was so much bullshit flying around that our flies were confused.”
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“Now I knew why they said you fell in love. I plummeted with no parachute, and hoped like hell he would catch me when I hit the bottom. Only, there hadn’t been a bottom. There was just him.”
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“Stay at my house. The minute I get off that plane I will drive there, pin you down on my bed, and worship your pussy. I won’t stop until my mouth is imprinted on your mind and your taste is my fucking middle name.”
Alessandra Torre, Hollywood Dirt
“You are not a man, I thought. A man doesn’t drink sparkling water; he chugs tap water from a hose after changing his oil.”
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“Every word out of her mouth was freakin’ silk, and Cole would have bet a thousand bucks, right then, that even Ben had a hard on. Forget The Fortune Bottle. This woman could have a career in food porn.”
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“She was such a paradox. In some ways, the strongest woman he’d ever met, her fire and spite and self-sufficiency clear and defined. In other ways, she was the softest, most vulnerable. She put herself too far out there, felt too strongly, would love too fiercely, give too freely, her actions a roadmap to destruction that would one day kill that spirit.”
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“But in the South, our smiles are our weapons and only a native knows a snarl from sincerity.”
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“I want to flip you over and bury my face in between your legs and fuckin’ own you with my mouth.”
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“They think their Mercedes makes them a better person, when—to us—it’s just an indication of low self-esteem.”
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“Any luck finding me a house?”

“I have four or five that are up your alley. I’ll bring sheets on them tomorrow.”

“Make sure you get one with a yard. And find out the city code on owning a chicken.” There was a long silence on the other end. The man had organized sex parties, bribed paparazzi, and given Cole his pee for a studio drug test, yet this is what gave him pause.”
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“There should be laws against men who could kiss like that. With a mouth that dominated yet begged. Tongue that teased yet delivered. Tastes that dipped into an addiction stream and hooked a woman after just the first hit.”
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“Southern women are unique; there is no disputing that. We are women born of conflict, our pasts littered with battles and chaos, self-preservation, and protection. We’ve run plantations during wars, served Union soldiers tea before watching them burn our homes, hidden slaves from prosecution, and endured centuries of watching and learning from our men’s mistakes. It is not easy to survive life in the South. It is even more difficult to do it with a smile on your face. We have held these states together, held our dignity and graciousness, held our head high when it was smeared with blood and soot. We are strong. We are Southern. We have secrets and lives you will never imagine.”
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“She brushed off her hands and grabbed her purse, setting off for the back porch with purpose. On the ground, Cocky squawked his indignation at being left. “Hush,” Cole chided him. “You’ve already gotten more play than me.”
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“Its. A. Chicken. There ain’t no Chef Boyardee prepackaged meals in nine different flavors.”
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“They say that love is finding your soul’s match in another. I found my match. I found him,
let him wrestle me to the ground, and then turned around and made him mine. I’m so glad
that I didn’t scare him off, I’m so glad that he didn’t stop chasing.”
Alessandra Torre, Hollywood Dirt
“This was not a rebound, this was not infatuation, this was the end of his life as he knew it, and the realization hit that even if she didn’t want him, he would never ever find another woman like her.”
Alessandra Torre, Hollywood Dirt
“Suddenly, the spark became a flame and his mouth was on her, her words swallowed as his hands found her waist and pushed, her feet stumbling, her back—that damn dress—hitting the counter. She tasted of sweet fucking rebellion, her tongue softening, accepting. Then both of her hands were on his chest, and her adorable, tiny knee came up hard between his legs.”
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“Say the word Pepsi in this town, you best watch your back on the way out.”
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“I’ve been told to stay away from someone before. It made me chase her down like she was a wounded gazelle. Now, she ended up being my soulmate.” Brad sat back in his chair.”
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“You bagged a movie star. You should be throwing a fucking party and bragging on Twitter. What you shouldn’t be doing is moping, not when you threw him out of your house like a baller.”
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“sohelpmeGod if there weren’t a hundred people staring at us, I would have his nuts in a vice. A steel one. With teeth.”
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“Cole stood in a living room of chicken hell. Wallpaper with chickens on it. Chicken clock. Chicken pillows. Framed plates with chickens on it.”
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