Hidden Quotes

“I don't guess you'd torture somebody with a kitten in your pocket," she mused.

I give the kitten to somebody to hold if I'm going to hurt anybody," Wolfe said reasonably.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“Gentlemen?” Dr Nari Zhang appeared at the door.
Angus jumped. “Jesus.” He looked down at the thick socks on her feet, which were intriguingly dainty. The new doc was way too appealing for him to be this irritated with her. Which only pissed him off more. “New rule. You keep the loud shoes on all day. No changing into socks.”
She rolled her eyes. “I had hoped to talk to all three of you about the shooting yesterday. It had to have brought up difficult memories. How did everyone sleep?”
“Fantastic,” West said smoothly.
“Never better,” Wolfe agreed.
“Like a baby,” Angus said.
Nari sighed. “You’re all morons. You can take that as my professional opinion.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“You saved me … Let me save you.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“Both hands went to cup her face, and he tugged her up on her tiptoes while releasing her mouth. His determined gaze kept her as captive as the hold on her head. “I…” Frustration crossed his face as he obviously struggled for the right words.
“I love you,” she blurted out. Geez. Talk about smooth. She winced. “I know it’s really fast and we’ve only known each other through lies, but now we know the truth, and feelings are feelings even if they don’t make any sense.” Shut up. She had to stop her mouth right here and now. Nothing could interfere with the excellent sex she was about to have. It might be her last time ever.
“I love you, too,” he murmured, his gaze hot. “You have my heart.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“I’ll make you a deal. Stop the van and I’ll answer any questions you want. Then you let me go.”
The muscle visibly ticking at the base of his neck only added to his bad-boy sexy looks. “Baby, I ain’t ever letting you go.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“I ain’t sweet or gentle, baby,” he murmured…
Her head knocked back on the glass. God. “I don’t want either,” she said, giving him the truth. Sweet and gentle were lies. This? This hot and dangerous passion was real.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“His team was coming together. Excellent. Then he noticed the googly eyes between Malcolm and Pippa. Oh, she looked pissed and he looked determined, but close enough. Angus needed to separate those two to get shit done.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“Angus wanted to put his own head into the wall by the time he’d learned everything he possibly could about Pippa. The woman had taken great pains to explain how well Malcolm could bring a woman to orgasm, because she’d promised to tell everything. Angus could’ve gone his entire life without knowing how skilled Mal’s tongue was or how large his dick. Several times, Angus had glared at the camera Pippa didn’t know existed. He could almost hear Malcolm laughing his ass off. Well, until she got to the part about his ball sac.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“I don’t guess you’d torture somebody with a kitten in your pocket,” she mused. “I give the kitten to somebody to hold if I’m going to hurt anybody,” Wolfe said reasonably. “Is the kitten coming with us?” Pippa asked. Wolfe shoved the door open behind himself. “Yep. His name is Kat.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“Wolfe grinned. “I don’t lie. These guys do, and they’re good at it, but I never lie.” Pippa studied him. “Fine. Do you plan on torturing me?” “Nope,” Wolfe said. He scratched his ear. “Which would be good for you if I never lie. But you don’t know if I was lying when I said I never lie. If I was, then I lie, and I might be lying now.” Pippa cut Mal a look. “Is he nuts?” Mal wasn’t quite sure how to answer that. “The jury is out on that question.” Pippa cleared her throat. “Is that a kitten in his pocket?” “Yep,” Mal said, staring down Force.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“Angus, you’re as big a dickhead as this asshole next to me.” Her eyes flashed fire, and she put her hands on her hips. “The only redeeming quality you have, and I mean the only, is your dog.” Force’s lower lip twitched. “Oddly enough, you aren’t the first woman to say that to me.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“He leaned down then, his broad hand pinning her to the table, his breath hot at her ear. “Here’s the question, baby. You pushed me, you haven’t really protested, your body is a nice little pink. Did you like your first spanking?” Dark and rough, his voice shivered over her. She pressed her lips together. Even so, she couldn’t give him everything. “No?” His chuckle made her shiver. “You don’t want to lie to me.” He caressed down the small of her back, over her burning butt and between her legs. His fingers brushed her bare flesh, and a gasp escaped her from the electric shock. “And yet you did.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“The first smack on her bare ass stopped the words in her throat. She tried to lever herself up, and he planted one hand across her entire lower back, holding her in place. Then he brought his huge palm down on her ass a second time. The sound was a sharp crack, the sting a quick burn. Tears instantly filled her eyes. “I didn’t mean—” “Oh, you did mean.” Four hard smacks punctuated his words. More tears filled her eyes because he really wasn’t holding back. He’d given her the out, and she’d challenged him.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“The intense color of his eyes trapped hers, and his face came even closer. Within inches. “If I held you down, you’d be all right?” A shocking thrill jolted through her. The mere idea sharpened her nipples into points so hard they hurt. “Yes.” Her voice was hoarse this time. “Though you might not be.” His chin lifted at the challenge. “You ever been spanked?” The spit in her mouth dried up. “No,” she whispered, her skin becoming sensitized. “You challenge me again, you will be.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“Malcolm looked around the room. “Just so we have this straight. I’m going undercover in a cult that might be planning to use explosives to harm a lot of people in the name of the Bible.” He tried to quiet the rioting in his head. “I’ve slept with the mark, who we all know I want to save. The new shrink wants to get into my head, and I don’t want that.” “I really do want inside your head,” Nari said, her eyes lighting up. Mal ignored her and looked at Wolfe. “You’re a little nuts and now have a kitten in your pocket.” Wolfe nodded. “And you, our leader.” Mal focused on Angus. “Not only are you obsessed with a serial killer case that might just exist in your mind and splits your focus, but you have a high-heel-loving dog that’s also an alcoholic.” “What’s your point?” Force asked, his dark eyebrows slashing down. His point? What the hell was his point? He scrubbed both hands down his whiskered jaw. “I’m not going to ask what could go wrong. You know why? I just want to know what’s going to go right.” “Probably not much,” Wolfe said cheerfully. Then he fed another Goldfish Cracker to his kitten while the dog clip-clopped around the room and scratched up something called Jimmy Choos.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden

“You’ve stepped awfully close to me. Either kiss me or hit me, West. I have work to do.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Hidden