vaughn

Secrets aren__ the same as lying,' Vaughn commented, because they both had the muddiest of ethics, which was an odd thing to have in common.

[She] had occasionally glimpsed a series of interchangeable well-groomed blondes accompanying him to work events, then Grace had rocked up with her funny-coloured hair and her funny-coloured tights, and Vaughn had been smitten. Well, as smitten as Vaughn could be.

She heard Piers give an excited little cry and someone gave an excited little cry in return, and Grace Vaughn appeared in the open doorway, laden down with garment bags.For one fleeting moment, Ellie saw both husband and wife__ faces light up before they resembled their usual expressions _ a scowl and a pout respectively.

Vaughn folded his arms. __he reason why you__e lasted longer than most of your erstwhile colleagues is because you don__ do drama. I don__ like drama. I get enough drama at home. My wife could teach the RSC a few things about drama.'For someone who claimed that he didn__ do drama, Vaughn was one of the biggest drama queens she knew.

Don__ ever leave us again. Vaughn has been horrible. Like pre-Grace horrible.

Where did you get your tat?_ __aron__ shop. You want to get a tat?_ he asked, grinning as if this was hilarious. __ have one,_ I said, rolling the ball into the gutter. __t__ not finished though._ __ow come?_ __y brother interrupted the tattoo and I never had the money to get it done again._ __o, I meant how come you__e such a bad bowler? Is it genetic?_ he asked. __ike do you come from a long line of people who can__ make a ball roll in a straight line?_ __ou__e hilarious._ __ try, Pixie Dust.

How do you know it'll be pleasurable?" He got on the bed and lay down.Breath a whisper, she came closer and tied one wrist to the headboard. The cat growled but didn't try to make him wrench free."Because just looking at you gives me the most extreme pleasure I've ever felt.""Christ, baby, tie me up before you start talking like that.

The chick last night marked you,_ he said, gesturing to my throat. __ight be a stalker. You__l want to prepare to wake up with your balls removed._ __aven might cut off my balls, but not because she__ a stalker. More like she__ just in a bad mood or gassy._ Tawny looked at me then shook her head. __h, Vaughn. You__e fucked._ __ctually, I was and quite well. In fact, I think she bruised my hip bones._ Laughing, Tawny cuddled against Judd. __hen__ the wedding?_ Once Judd started laughing, I flipped them off and looked at my menu. __e__e fuck buddies. Nothing more._ Judd nodded. __akes sense. A man of your stupidity couldn__ handle a relationship. Best to keep your life simple._ __he__ hot. That__ all I care about._ __he is hot,_ Tawny said, smiling easier now. __he could probably land a rich guy with those looks._ __id you just call me poor?_ __ only mean she could get someone better than a manwhore with commitment issues._ __uck you,_ I said and Judd looked ready to hit me. __ could commit if I wanted to. If I wasn__ expecting to die soon, I__ commit all over the fucking place._ __ou don__ even have a pet._ __ho would take care of my pet when I died?_ __f it was a cat, we__ take it in._ Judd frowned. __o more cats._ __ne more wouldn__ hurt. In fact, if we have a bunch of cats, people will stop asking when we__e having a kid._ Judd__ frown disappeared. __nother cat wouldn__ be the end of the world._ __udd__ the one who can__ commit,_ I muttered. __e__ married and we have two cats. We__e plenty committed. You__e the one getting hickeys from a girl who likely will marry someone else in a few months._ __hy a few months?_ __ don__ know. I just feel like she__l be married in a few months. A rich guy._ __re you psychic now?_ __es, I__ going to open a shop and tell people their fortunes._ Smiling, Judd kissed her forehead. __ businesswoman. That__ sexy._ __on__ even think about ditching me again so you two can fuck. You can hump each other later._ __h, we will,_ Tawny said, waving over the waitress.

Vaughn is talking about the heat, and his voice is so excited that it breaks into whispers at times. He loves his madness the way a bird loves the sky.