Here's one. Hawk can't understand where Adrienne gets here ideas about his character & wonders if Grimm has anything to do with that. But Adrienne assures him that rumors of his behavior are everywhere:
"... Went on and on about how you, and three casks of wine, and three women spent the week before our wedding trying to ... you know," Adrienne muttered an unintelligle word, "your brains out."
"To what my brains out?"
"You know." Adrienne rolled her eyes.
"I'm afraid I don't. What was that word again?"
Adrienne looked at him sharply. Was he teasing her? Were his eyes alight with mischief? That half-smile curving his beautiful mouth could absolutely melt the sheet she was clutching, not to mention her will. "Apparently one of them succeeded because if you had any brains left, you'd be out of my sight now," she snapped.
"It wasn't three," Hawk swallowed a laugh.
"It was five."
Adrienne's jaw clenched. She held up her fingers again. "Fourth, -- this will be a marriage in name only. Period."
"Casks of wine, I mean."
"You are not funny."