Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

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"Was he a good kisser, Ms. Lane?” Barrons asked, watching me carefully.I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand at the memory. “It was like being owned.”Some women like that.”Not me.”Perhaps it depends on the man doing the owning.”I doubt it. I couldn’t breathe with him kissing me.”One day you may kiss a man you can’t breathe without, and find breath is of little consequence.”Right, and one day my prince might come.”I doubt he’ll be a prince, Ms. Lane. Men rarely are."

Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

"I would wear pink because I knew my future was anything but rosy. I would accessorize myself to the hilt, and I would wear flirty shoes because my world needed more beauty to counter all the ugliness in it. I would wear pink because I hated gray, I didn’t deserve white, and I was sick of black."

Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

"His coworker was velvety-skinned, a sexy boy-on-the-cusp-of man."

Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

"I looked from one to the other, and realized that Barrons and my dad were having one of those wordless conversations he and I have from time to time. Though the language was, by nature, foreign to me, I grew up in the Deep South where a man’s ego is roughly the size of his pickup truck, and women get an early and interesting education in the not-so-subtle roar of testosterone."

Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

"Men. Do they all evade as first line of defense?"

Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

"It's our actions that define us. What we choose. What we resist. What we're willing to die for."

Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

"Anyone worth knowing breaks once. Once. No shame, no foul if you survive it. You did."

Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

"One day you may kiss a man you can’t breathe without, and find breath is of little consequence.”“Right, and one day my prince might come.”“I doubt he’ll be a prince, Ms. Lane. Men rarely are."

Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

"When you were too young and naïve to see the risks, I incurred your wrath to protect you. Scream at me for it if you must. Thank me for it when you finally grow up."

Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever