Quotes from Jennifer Echols

His voice was soft and jis smile was kind

Then he pulled off his T-shirt. The cotton clung to the muscles of his chest and arms like it loved him and didn't want to leave.

If I'd been you and Manohar had said those things about my first story, I would have knocked his block off." All of this was said with a jovial smile on his cherubic face.

I love cops," he said. "It's like my life, but with all the boring parts taken out.

Anything making you feel guilty is definitely worth doing.

It's never wrong to pursue something you love.

This was my evening out: bopping back and forth, away from whichever convo made me the most uncomfortable.

He'd stood there in the snow at Mile-High Pie last night and made me feel sorry for him! He'd made me feel terrible for something I didn't even do, after he'd lied to me to my face! And then he'd kissed me and I'd let him! Mortifying! Now his lips parted. I waited to hear the next lie. I almost hoped it was a good one, so at least I'd have an entertaining story to share with my friends about what an ass he was.

And the rest is happily ever After. T

This is because I'm a good person," I assured Doofus. "I am going to heaven, though hopefully not by way of the convent.

What are you doing here?" "I just happened to be in the neighborhood, walking my dog . . ." This was sounding lame. ". . . several miles from my home, in the middle of the night, in the snow. And I found myself in your backyard.

The first time he'd called me Hoyden , years ago, I'd sneaked a peek in the dictionary to look up what it meant: a noisy girl. Not exactly flattering. Not exactly a lie, either. But I couldn't let him know I felt flattered that he'd taken the time to look up a word in the dictionary to insult me with. Because that would make me insane, desperate, and in unrequited love.

Show me you have one iota of self-restraint." "I will," I said quickly. "Stay away from her." "Okay." "Keep your hands off her." "I'll try." He scowled at me. "I will," I said. He wiggled his fingers at me. "And it might help public relations with Lori's pop if you put on a shirt and quit walking around here like sex on a stick.

Remember when another heir called a certain red-haired actress a fire-crotch on camera? No? Well, I remember. Redheads across America sucked in a collective gasp, because we knew . The jokes boys made to us about Raggedy Ann, the Wendy's girl, and Pippi Longstocking would finally stop, as we'd always hoped, only to be replaced by something infinitely worse.

Saved by the bell! We all three jumped as the signal rang close above our heads. On a normal day the class would have flowed politely around Ms. Abernathy standing in the doorway. They might even have waited until she moved. But this bell let us out of school for winter break. Ms. Abernathy got caught in the current of students pouring out of her classroom and down the hall. If she floated as far as the next wing maybe a history teacher would throw her a rope and tow her to safety.

When you were a kid, did you ever watch the X-Files ? Mulder is this smart, cute, funny guy who's obsessed with catching the aliens who stole his sister. He's totally oblivious to the red-haired Scully standing right in front of him—' 'I don't think John is totally oblivious to you. I don't think that's possible. You talk really loudly.

As I stood, I saw Josh crouched in the seat behind us. I'd thought he'd sat in the back of the bus. Maybe he had, but then he'd worked his way up the aisle for eavesdropping. When we locked eyes and he realized he was busted, he dashed past me down the aisle as best he could in snowboarding boots and disappeared through the door. "Oh God, there's been a security breach," I gasped to Liz.

You told on me for winning a contest, you ass! You owe me. And you know what I want in return." He scowled at me. "Not the pants." I nodded gravely. "Give me your pants.

I'd known Nick was built. His family had a membership at my parents' health club, and sometimes he came in to lift weights. His favorites were the arm curl machine and the abdominal machine, where he would lift hard for long minutes and then fight for a few last painful crunches. Not that I made a habit of standing there and staring at him as he worked out. That would be creepy. I watched him on the surveillance camera behind the reception desk.

I said , have you seen your butt?" "Is that a rhetorical question?" I craned my neck to take a gander at my backside. Chloe clarified, "She means you have 'boy toy' written across the back of your jeans." "Oh." I nodded. "They're Josh's." "You say that as if it explains everything.

There was a lot of Sullen Malarkey on John's part.

Angie stepped from behind Eric. In her cute pipsqueak voice, she asked, "Can't you take me home?" ... "It's a law enforcement vehicle, not a taxi." John said.

You're a beautiful girl If you show the slightest interest in Alec, he'll want to go out with you. I know I would.

I'm not saying you shouldn't have made out with Everett. I'm saying you shouldn't have done it in his mother's scrapbooking room. Location, location, location. You might have disorganized her supplies. Some people are very particular about their chipboard getting mixed up with their cardstock.