I have been re-reading The Grey House, Book Two, Inside the Grey House, and found a paragraph that I wanted to share. Rather than trying to find a word that matches the paragraph, I’m just posting the paragraph. It’s one of my favorites:
Charlie stood, angry and annoyed. “You know what, Vincent? Screw you. She’ll be in your bed tonight and what about me? I’m going to spend the night in my bed,” he raised his right hand, “with my right hand man. My wife, who would be more then happy to remind me that I’m hers after an incident like this, is conveniently in another part of this country. You get to leave this room, find your woman, throw her into your bed and claim her and make her scream your name. I’ve got I don’t know how long before I see my woman again.”
Cat Stark 