Naked in Death  - J.D. Robb

"There's no one else." Then realizing how that might be construed, she pulled back. "I didn't mean—"
"I know you didn't." His smile was wry and not terribly amused. "But there isn't going to be anyone else, for either of us, not for some time."

 

All the talk about where they are heading is so funny. Roarke's supreme confidence is really something. It gets a bit disguised by the comfort of mutual knowledge and their banter later, but it's brassy and the height of charming arrogance now.

 

"...But whatever my crimes, and they are undoubtedly legion, they don't include murder."

 

Liar, liar, pants on fire.

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