He held up his hand, and in it was... Oh, God. The neon-pink vibrator, glowing in the dark now. It was following her, stalking her, all the way down the yellow brick road to hell.
~ Jill Shalvis
We could sit around and talk if you'd like.Okay. She crossed her arms and tried to look casual. So what's up? Considering what you're wearing beneath that sheet, and what we just heard in the hallway, you might want to rephrase that particular statement.
She wished now she'd brought that vibrator as a flashlight instead of leaving it on the couch.
