Gloves Off Stephanie Archer Quotes

I’ll beg for you, Hellfire, I don’t care anymore. You own me.

Volkov looks at his wife the way I look at a double quarter pounder with cheese.

She loves it. I knew she’d fucking love it. This husband thing? I was born to do it.

Bella, where have you been, loca?” A man in his late forties approaches with a big smile—and vampire teeth. He wears a gray wool coat, button-up shirt, and jeans, but has pale makeup and silver glitter all over his skin.

Shane.” A woman wearing a long brown wig with red contact lenses approaches. Also late forties. Also wearing the vampire teeth. “The line is, ‘This is the skin of a killer, Bella.

Purple orchids—Respect and admiration.

breathe. “Don’t worry, Volkov,” I tell

It’s not my Georgia smile. It’s my I’m about to fuck you up smile.

Everyone ready?” I look to the guys, on their feet, holding their bags. “Let’s go home.

So unprofessional. Doctors are supposed to wear ugly Crocs, not sexy little fuck-me heels.

But your shoes.

I spent most of this afternoon packing while my two pet bunnies, Stefan and Damon, became increasingly nervous.

Fuck you,” I whisper, still smiling. “Fuck you, too, sweetheart.

what

I remember how you kissed me back. I think you’re worried you’ll get turned on.

Bella, where have you been, loca?

One of the trainers steps in my path. “Dr. Greene, maybe we should have the other team’s doctor look at this one⁠—” “That’s my husband,” I bite out with an intensity I’ve never felt before, heart pounding, ready to claw this guy’s face off if I have to. I think I’m yelling. “Back the fuck up and get out of my way.” He steps away with his palms in the air. “Jesus.” Another trainer helps Alexei into the medical room, and my heart beats so hard I think it might give out. His eyebrow is bleeding from where he hit the boards.

Perfect, Hellfire,” he says into my hair, and my chest swells. “That was . . . I think I died.” “I’m glad.” “That I died?” I laugh. “No. I’m glad you enjoyed it. And thank you for organizing the practice tonight.

Don’t fall in love with me,” the doctor says by way of greeting when she arrives at the restaurant that night. “Write it on a sticky note and put it on your dentures case, Volkov, because I will never, ever love you back.