To the wars you make me wage on myself.
It was sort of one of those "shoot first then ask the dead guys questions later" type ‘o deals you see hotshots acting out in movies. bitchy thing is it always worked for them... me? not so much.
Cooling Down at the Gym
"eyes up here, hotshot." kyla growled, but not in her usual tone, "you almost done with your workout? i got somethin' i need help with before i'm out of here today."
Foolish Game
Cool your engines, hotshot." the words were damn infuriating and drew a growl from fox. "i can prove it." fox lifted his rump enough to fish out his wallet. out came a card, dropping down on the table in front of valen. "s-rank, military entrance exam."
Falco Falling Far
Anyone that saw them together was sure to understand why falco was doing what he was doing; he was the bad boy, the hotshot, the one that didn't care about anyone else.
The End of the SWAT Kats! Part Eight
I'm quite certain that two hours is all those two hotshots will need to bring dark kat and his flying nightmare down." callie returned his smile and nodded. feral was definitely changing for the better.
Skipping A Beat
"so what is a big hotshot like yourself doing in this town anyway?" "i have a gig here tonight and needa get some stuff to prepare" j grabbed his book and stretched before smiling at the 2 furs.
The King's Company: Chapter Six: Into the Fire
"alright, hotshot, if that's how you want to play it..." rengar stalked forward, eyes on his prey.
Wake-Up Call
But be a fucking pet then, don't act like you're some hotshot battle wizard!
A Walk in the Doggo Park
As he spoke, a red collar latched around his neck, the hotshot rookie giving a dorky, doggy grin as he turned the weapon on the other earthling.
The Power of Love (Part 1)
He was the out of state hotshot that never had enough street credit to be recognized; that is, until now. it had been two years since he and ryan moved there, and now was his time to shine.
Doubt
She had conjured images of herself as a hotshot executive or an cutting edge researcher. when the mood struck her she had thought of meeting the love of her life and marrying him in his state, her hair fluttering in the wind.
Tempting Trucker Tongue
Maybe he's the high-class hotshot and_ you're _the cheap hussy,_ a doubting voice said in his mind. "what's-," vareoth licked the edge of his beak in contemplation, "what is your name, mister?" "huffman.