Four Seconds To Lose Quotes
"I take a deep breath and mutter under my breath, 'Only a few months of this and then I’m free.'"
"It feels like the reporters are talking to me, judging me, condemning me."
"I deserve what happened to me with Sal, back in New York. I deserve to strip in front of a crowd of salivating men. I deserve a whole lot worse."
"I remind myself that my mother did this. That I can do this."
"I’m not sure what to think about the other dancers."
"I think I’ll collapse on the floor if someone says a single word to me."
"I need a happy verdict tonight. If I’m going to do this, it has to be at Penny’s."
"But he shoots a wink at me immediately after."
"I don’t have patience for women who defend men trying to kill them."
"I need to get out of here before I explode in my pants."
"I wonder how she’ll react to my more unpleasant side."
"Short of breaking the law, your job is safe."
"I need to stop thinking about Cain and tables."
"But I can’t ignore the heaviness of disappointment, knowing that Cain would be interested in someone like her."
"I’d gladly replace my nightmares with dreams of Cain."
"I do that again now, as I have every night since my second show, slowing my hips and locking eyes with his as I toss my top in his direction."
"Taking a deep breath, I’m unable to suppress my smile as I dive into an invert. It appears that I’m not the only player in this little game anymore."
"I raise one hand to cheek level. 'Clearly, me.'"
"In his office. In a V.I.P. room. In the walk-in beer cooler. Really… anywhere."
"And Cain is an even more fantastic distraction."
"I’m living a life where safety is a luxury, where the only family I have risks my well-being without thinking twice."
"I’m not sure how accurate Ginger was when she called him 'safe.'"
"I guess that’s why there’s no record of her. No gas bills, no credit cards. Nothing."
"I never expected this from her. And I never expected to enjoy it so much."
"You’re scared, man. Make all the excuses you want—you’re plain scared of getting hurt again."
"You know I’m looking for a female manager, right? To do what, exactly?"
"I’ve done strip searches before. Never can be too cautious of a rat."
"I need to deal with this potentially explosive situation and fast."
"I don’t know how to do this, Charlie. I’ve never done… this."
"People don’t just disappear. I know, because I’m trying to."
"Why are you asking?" His tone is low and harsh.
"I’m forced to pull off the road. I barely get my seat belt off and the door open before my stomach’s contents spill out onto the pavement."
"It’s just after midnight. Sam will still be up."
"Thank God it’s late and I’m on a quiet side street with no witnesses aside from the stray cat across the way, inspecting a trash bin."
"I press my lips together to keep from speaking. I’ve never questioned Sam. Never."
"Charlie Rourke was a real person. And the real Charlie Rourke is dead."
"Nothing is harmless!" he snaps, and I flinch.
"Sometimes I wonder if I know anything about her at all."
"I don’t know. These things are beyond our control, sometimes."
"You were talking about tobogganing with your dad last night. You called him ‘Sam’ but your dad’s name is George. So…"
"And yet no part of me will allow the thought of leaving right now."
"I fight the urge to laugh. What an unpredictable woman!"
"I don’t care what you’ve done, Charlie. You should know that. Whatever you’ve been involved in to get by is in the past."
"You’re the only woman who’s ever come near this bed."
"Sorry, I should have knocked. I came by to tell you I need the night off. I’m not feeling well."
"Does he know..." Sam’s voice trails off, deceptively calm.
"You just can't sleep without these fancy sheets, can you?"