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You do know I’m not psychic, right?’ Dash looked down at her. ‘Joy...you do know that normal people don’t see ghosts, right?Amy Andrews
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Dash shoved his hands on his hips and looked down into the bowl. ‘You gave my fish pink rocks?’ he said as he turned to face her. Joy shrugged. ‘I didn’t really look at the colour I just grabbed the nearest bag.’‘ It had to be pink?’‘ There’s some blue as well.’ He looked into the bowl again. ‘Not really.’ Joy couldn’t believe she was having a conversation about pink rocks when the bigger question of what the hell he’d found out about the robberies was still unanswered. ‘You think it’s going to turn Ralph gay?’ she asked sweetly. ‘Given that he’s living his life out solo it’s kind of a moot question, don’t you think?’‘ You’re right, I think he needs a girlfriend. Or a boyfriend.’‘ With those rocks? I think he needs Fishtank Barbie in there.’‘ Is your masculinity threatened because your fish has pink rocks?’ Dash folded his arms. ‘He’s a bloke. He doesn’t do pink.’ Joy glanced at the bowl. ‘It works, ’ she said. ‘It..blends.’‘He’s orange, ’ Dash said. ‘Since when have pink and orange gone together?.Amy Andrews
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There was nothing like the cold, heavy steel of a gun, the soft moan of an appreciative woman or the sharp burn of a good single malt to make a man grateful to be alive. Tonight, with his gun gone and his sex life a wasteland, Dash had to settle for whiskey.Amy Andrews
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A woman could do a lot of crazy things for a pair of fine-looking dimples.Amy Andrews