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Sabotaged (Sundance, #3) Sabotaged by C.P. Rider
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“The hardest part of loading a body into a trunk is working around the spare tire. No one tells you this, but it's true. It has to do with the age of the car, of course. Newer cars have run-flat tires, or the tire is set into the lower part of the trunk. They don't have spares in such an awkward place, not to mention the additional accoutrements of tire changing.”
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“There was nothing I would not have done to get you out of that sanctuary. You understand that, right?" "Yes." I pulled his fingers to my lips and kissed him back. "I knew you'd come for me. You always do." "Neely, I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you. Stop talking dirty." A surprised laugh bubbled out of me. "I love you." "Good. Now let me heal the headache.”
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“You're all going to die now," I rasped, and then giggled because I sounded like a villain out of an old movie and also because I was woozy from blood loss.”
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“Fuckers. Every last one of you." "Watch your mouth," Harris grumbled. "Nope." I whipped my head from side to side and pointed at Alpha Juan. "Nope. I've decided. Lucas isn't allowed to make friends anymore. They all turn out to be traitors and murderers.”
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“His jaw tightened. "I was asked to stay behind until you were … compliant." "Hope you packed a lunch," I said, more out of habit than anything. I supposed this meant I was a natural smart ass. Lucas would love to hear me admit that.”
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“I recalled what Dolores had said about a fire witch possibly destroying the windows in my bakery. "What kind of witch are you?" Fiera smiled. "Fire, of course. My name should have—" I slapped her. Reached up and smacked my palm across the right side of her pretty doll face.”
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“You're completely uncooperative." God, not this again. I was tempted to let the gas put me out so I didn't have to listen to the jackass blather on about cooperation. "You only have so much oxygen in that container. You're not eating, so how much energy can you produce? Can you fight forever? Can you kill us all?" I glanced down at the gun in my hand and realized I had the perfect solution to at least one of my problems. I pointed the gun at the speaker and blew it off the wall.”
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“Get out of my cell." "Neels." The sides of his mouth pulled into a deep frown. "This isn't a prison and you aren't in a cell. It's a holding room. We only put you in here to let you calm down because you keep killing guards." "The depth of your stupidity is breathtaking, Julio.”
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“His laugh was low and sexy. "So then, would you say I'm not only the boyfriend of penis present, but possibly the fiancé of penis future?”
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“It was stressful having you two so close to each other. My past and present lovers. It was like the Dickens Scrooge story, but with penises instead of ghosts." A laugh burst out of him. "Sometimes I have no idea what holds us together, and then there are times when you say something utterly batshit like that and I truly understand why I fell for you, sugar cookie.”
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“But if you honestly think that what's between us isn't serious, then sugar cookie, you haven't caught up to me yet.”
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“I took a bite of the bread and pointed at him with the crust. "You know, it's kind of nice to hear that you make mistakes, too. I feel less alone." "I make mistakes all the time." He smirked. "You know, to keep you from feeling alone.”
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“The hardest part of loading a body into a trunk is working around the spare tire. No one tells you this, but it's true. It has to do with the age of the car, of course. Newer”
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“I don't like you wearing another man's clothes. If that makes me an asshole, well, it's not like it's news to you.”
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“The blond guard pressed trembling fingers against Carl's throat. He pulled his hand back and stood slowly, his complexion waxy as he clutched his gun and backed toward the door. "You killed him. With your mind." "No one touches my bracelet, Chuck.”
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“Wait a sec, because… You know, there's a lot to unpack here. I need a moment." Chandra cleared her throat. "You were giving your cat a manicure?" Laughter bubbled up in me. "Pedicure," I murmured, and Chandra snickered.”
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