Playing with Fire Quotes

“No one will hurt her.” “And should they try?” “I’ll rip their heads off.” Sexy or creepy, sexy or creepy—I went with very sexy with a side dish of creepy.”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire

“All roses start out as nothing but thorns, but given time, their flowers are the most beautiful of all.”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire

“What can I say? He’s a man, and as my queen and bride says, men are stupid. Especially me, for having taught our son to be a man, too, who in turn taught his son. We’re a plague, us men. At least we’re handsome enough to keep around despite being stupid enough to tempt our women to murder us.”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire

“Just trust me.” “Only three words worry me more,” the gorgon muttered. “Oh?” “Hold my beer.” I snickered.”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire

“Sometimes, the only way to deal with adult reality was to indulge in a good thumb sucking while wrapped in a nice blanket.”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire

“And yes, before you ask, when you mix Anubis and the Sphinx—not a sphinx, the Sphinx, you get a human—my grandmother on my mother’s side, to be exact. If we’re really unlucky, Grandmother will show up, too. Considering she’s been dead for at least fifty years, things get awkward when she comes to visit.”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire

“I didn’t lose my virginity. ‘Lose’ implied I wanted it back, cared it was gone, or would otherwise miss it. I liked to think we took it out back, clubbed it to death, lit it on fire so it’d never bother me again, and gave it a nice funeral.”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire

“You will give my future granddaughter-in-law her papers.”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire

“A marriage license would be sufficient to prove an engagement, if you can find a man willing to sign one. They last a period of six months before they expire. I’m sure if you have an actual boyfriend, this wouldn’t prove too problematic for you to acquire.”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire

“Only an idiot would attempt to bomb a fire-breathing unicorn.”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire

“I’m a virgin,” I blurted. Crap. It turned out it wasn’t actually possible to die from embarrassment, although I was sure I came close. Why couldn’t I have said “Yes, please!” instead? Then I’d have a decent chance of taking my virginity out back, clubbing it in the head, and leaving it to die in a ditch while I did things with New York’s prime stud, single-because-of-me Chief Quinn, who I had dreamed about far too often.”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire

“He saluted me with his cup, flashed a hint of a smile, and walked out the door. Facing him was hell, but I glimpsed the heavens when he left, and if my panties hadn’t caught on fire under my jeans, I’d be very, very surprised.”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire

“wouldn’t”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire

“I wasn’t even used to being someone’s girlfriend yet. I don’t know how to be a wife.”

“Tip: have sex with me, and only me, often.”

“And there’s the rest of my life, having sex with a sinfully hot man. However will I cope?”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire

“By defending my bubble bath, he signaled the end of his reign as a free man. Damn”
― R.J. Blain, Playing with Fire