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About That Proposal, Cupcake..." Morelli

I Was On My Back, Looking Up At Morelli Through Cobwebs, And My First Thought Was That The 7-eleven Victim Had Exacted Revenge On Me, And I’d Been Stun Gunned. The Cobwebs Cleared, And I Discounted Stun Gunning. “what Happened?” I Asked Morelli. “you Fainted.” “that’s Ridiculous.” “i Agree, But If Someone Sent Me A Dead Woman I Might Faint, Too.” He Was Down On One Knee, Bending Over Me. “are You Ready To Get Up?” “i Need A Moment.” “don’t Take Too Long. People Will Think I’m Proposing.

Thinking Very Often Resembles Napping, But The Intent Is Different. --stephanie Plum

They Have Enough Testosterone Between Them, If Testosterone Were Electricity They Could Light Up New York City For The Month Of August

Morelli Beeped His Truck Unlocked. “if You’re Looking For Your Rent-a-cop, I Told Ranger You’d Be With Me This Morning.” “did He Make You Take A Blood Oath That You’d Protect Me?” “he Asked Me If I Had Adequate Health Insurance.