"Not but what I expect she’d rise to the occasion," Miles added hastily. He was not afraid of Carsington, exactly. Yet he had to admit the glare was a trifle daunting. In any event, it wasn’t good for the man to be come overwrought. Daphne had said so. "My sister is a plucky creature, of course—continuing her work in spite of the discouragement, and so forth.""You’ve got it backwards," Carsington said. "It wasn’t her rising to the occasion. It’s the occasion rising to her. Egypt and this business with you and the papyrus have finally given her the chance to show what she truly is. She’s—she’s a goddess. But human. A real goddess, not make-believe. She’s beautiful and brave and wise. And fascinating. And dangerous. As goddesses are, as you know, in all the best stories.”"I’ll be hanged," Miles said. "You really are in love with her.”The black eyes regarded him steadily. Then they regarded the cabin ceiling. Then the window. Then they came back to him."Do you know," Carsington said mildly, "I’ve been wondering what it was."
I’ve spent the last day or so intermittently wailing on Twitter to tumblr users brsis and titsplosions over Loretta Chase’s Mr. Impossible, which I have not read to digital shreds like I have the rest of Chase’s books, and so I wasn’t braced for the impact the second time around
I’m having an emotion (much like Big Sweet Muscley Lummox Rupert Carsington, though at least I can recognize what my emotion is and that emotion is VERKLEMPT)
[GROSS SOBBING] I love Loretta Chase
reblogged from sunspeared
did you buy meat tho
not yet /flops
I can’t buy a chicken because I still have chicken stock to use up and I can’t buy ground beef because there isn’t a good sale on the big pack (like those sales where you buy the $20 package of ground beef and they give you a whole bunch of free shit, like pasta and tomato sauce, etc. etc.) and I can’t buy pork because I haven’t found a bone-in cut at the supermarket and I can’t buy beef-beef because it’s too expensive
I should just go to a meat market.
"Okay, it’s the 18th, I just got paid, I guess I’ll just pay one or two bills… aw, fuck it, I may as well just pay them all. It’s not even 3/4 of the way through the month and I’ve got all my bills paid! How cool is that. I am a golden god."
"Oh, uh. I’m not — I’m not in school. I graduated. Take whatever age you’re imagining me at and add like two years to that."
"There are four pairs of socks lying around on my living room floor and no one gives a shit.”