My Fake Rake

thought you two might have snuck off to the library for some illicit reading, or whatever it is that scholars do. I didn’t think you’d plow her.”

Jealousy isn’t appreciated by women. We’re not things. There’s nothing flattering about being treated like an object.”

“The only species that finds sex shameful is humans.”

How could she feel so comfortable with him and be so aware of him at the same time? The paradox mystified her—and frightened her.

Nothing people love so much as to talk about themselves,”

top of that, she understood from experience that when she feared something, merely thinking about it was almost worse than the thing itself.

Humans are flawed devices. Everything we see, think, and do is colored by individual preferences, dislikes, and fractured logic.”

There is nothing more enjoyable than new books,” he said solemnly. “Except old books.”