But I also knew that if he turned away from me at this moment, somehow I would survive that, and I would find a way to flourish like the yard that still bloomed and grew around my family home. I'm Rookie Stack house. I belong here.

— Charlaine Harris

But I couldn’t leave Hunter alone in the house, and I would’ve felt terrible if I’d asked Eric to go out in the woods by himself, even though I knew he wouldn’t think anything about it. In fact, probably he’d have sent Pam.

— Charlaine Harris

But there's a juicy artery in your groin," he said after a pause to regroup, his voice as slithery as a snake on a slide." Don't you talk dirty," I told him? "I won't listen to that.

— Charlaine Harris

But there was something in the air, a watchfulness laced with a charge of malice. The eyes observing us were invisible, but were observing us, nonetheless.

— Charlaine Harris

By the way, I haven't heard an 'I'm sorry' from you yet." My sense of grievance had overwhelmed my sense of self-preservation. I am sorry that the manned picked on you." I glared at him. "Not enough," I said. I was trying hard to hang on to this conversation. Angelic Rookie, vision of love and beauty, I am prostrate that the wicked evil manned violated your smooth and voluptuous body, in an attempt to deliver a message to me." That's more like it.

— Charlaine Harris

Come on," I said, taking his hand. Clutching the afghan with the other hand, he trailed down the hall after me, a snow-white giant in tiny red underwear.

— Charlaine Harris

Could I tell them I was sorry their loved one was dead, when he’d tried to kill me? There was no rule of etiquette for this; even my grandmother would have been stymied.

— Charlaine Harris

Did we have sex?" he asked directly. For about two minutes, this might actually be fun. "Eric," I said, "we had sex in every position I could imagine, and some I couldn’t. We had sex in every room in my house, and we had sex outdoors. You told me it was the best you’d ever had." (At the time he couldn’t recall all the sex he’d ever had. But he’d paid me a compliment.) "Too bad you can’t remember it," I concluded with a modest smile. Eric looked like I’d hit him in the forehead with a mallet. For all of thirty seconds his reaction was completely gratifying.

— Charlaine Harris

Did you ever think that if you told me where Bill's hiding his computer program, I would give you anything you asked for?"- Eric, club dead.

— Charlaine Harris

Eric moved the broom experimentally and made an attempt to sweep the glass into the pan while it lay in the middle of the floor. Of course, the pan slid away. Eric scowled. I'd finally found something Eric did poorly.

— Charlaine Harris