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“Curran looked back at me. "Why is it you always attract creeps?"

"You tell me." Ha! Walked right into that one, yes, he did.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes

“As he passed me, he leaned to Curran and handed him a paper fan folded from some sort of flyer.

Curran looked at the fan. “What?�
"An emergency precaution, Your Majesty. In case the lady faints.�

Curran just stared at him.

Raphael strode toward the Pit, turned, flexed a bit, and winked at me.

"Give me that,� I told Curran. “I need to fan myself.�
"No, you don’t.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes

“Every time I think you’ve reached the limits of arrogance, you show me new heights. Truly, your egotism is like the Universe—ever expanding.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes

“I ripped my left arm out of his hand and slammed my elbow into his solar plexus. He exhaled in a gasp. I lunged for the dagger and sat on top of him, my knees pinning his arms, my dagger on his throat.
He lay still. “I give up,� he said and smiled. “Your move.�
Er. I was sitting atop the Beast Lord in my underwear, holding a knife to his throat. What the hell was my next move?”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes

“Keeping you safe keeps me in shape.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes

“I dreamed that Curran and I killed a dinosaur and then had sex in the dirt.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes

“His Majesty needs a can-I girl anyway. And I’m not it.â€�
“A can-I girl?� Andrea frowned.
I leaned back. � � Can I fetch you your food, Your Majesty? Can I tell you how strong and mighty you are, Your Majesty? Can I pick out your fleas, Your Majesty? Can I kiss your ass, Your Majesty? Can I...�
It dawned on me that Raphael was sitting very still. Frozen, like a statue, his gaze fixed on the point above my head.
“He’s standing behind me, isn’t he?�
Andrea nodded slowly.
“Technically it should be ‘may I,’â€� Curran said, his voice deeper than I remembered. “Since you’re asking permission.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Strikes