Quotes from Barbara Ankrum

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Yours and Finn's? What happened between you is like a rockslide that came out of nowhere, but maybe those rocks are not so insurmountable. Maybe they could build a bridge between you two.

None of them was even your type." "How do you know my type?" "Were they?" Eve asked, her voice tinged with disbelief. She hooked a thumb in Cree's direction. "Is he?" "My type?" Kate shook her head. "Yes." No. Wasn't that the point? The men she dated were like...like seat-fillers at awards ceremonies. One person vacates and another takes his place. Simple as that.

His boyfriend 'sell-by' date had expired two nights ago when—and she shivered at the memory—he'd drunkenly licked her cheek like a standard poodle in lieu of a kiss when he'd said goodnight. Which was the last in a short, but consistent list of line-crossings that had effectively ended them.