Quotes from Jill Shalvis

Balanced eating is … a cookie in each hand.

Open your eyes. His voice caressed her as surely as his work-roughened hands did. Open your eyes and come with me.

Did you just try to inhale me?" he asked, looking amused. "Ha." She crossed her arms. "You wish.

Just because you've never felt like you fit in doesn't mean anything's wrong with you. It means you haven't found your place yet.

She was going to eat warm, buttered bread and feel better.

Only one condom, he reminded her. We used the other a few hours ago. We'll have to get creative. Thank God. He was good at creative. Really, really good.

Their gazes locked and held for a long beat, like maybe he was taking her pulse from across the room, absorbing the fact that she was drenched and breathless. The corners of his mouth twitched. She'd amused him again.

What drew her into O'Riley's like a bee to honey was the six-foot, broad-shouldered, dark eyes, dark smile of Finn O'Riley himself.

her raw throat. Marveled. He'd literally walked through fire for her. For her. "No one's ever done that…" Tightening his grip

You're as happy as you make up your mind to be." PHOEBE TRAEGER

She was thinking of his mouth on hers. Which seemed only fair since he'd given a lot of thought to the same thing. "'Night," she whispered. "Night," he whispered back. And yet neither of them moved.

it's cold enough to freeze the nuts off a brass monkey," Mikey said. The kids giggled. "Mikey said nuts," Nina said. Kate held up a hand, the sign for silence. "The saying comes from the Civil War days, when the cannonballs were stacked in a pyramid formation called a brass monkey. When it got extremely cold outside they'd crack and break off. Breaking the nuts off the brass monkey. Get it?

Finn was different. And he was different because she wanted him in her life in a way she hadn't wanted anyone for a very long time. Maybe ever.

Damn. A dead body. I hate it when that happens.

He told me that when a male honeybee mates, its testicles explode and the penis is left inside the queen bee.

It was the cheesy gesture of knocking every thing off your desk that got me. He met her gaze and smiled. I've got more cheesy moves. Bring them on.

I've heard that men are like fine wine. They begin as grapes, and it's up to women to stomp the shit out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with.

Finn?" "Yeah?" "Remember how you said the ball was in my court?" He pressed his forehead to hers for a beat, like he was working on control. She knew she should be as well but she didn't want him to leave, didn't want to be alone in this. "Don't go," she whispered softly.

He cupped her face in his big, callused hands and dropped his forehead to hers. It's all about the we, he murmured. Don't ever think otherwise.

I don't want to be alone in the end." Her soft, mesmerizing mix of vulnerability, pain, and stubbornness got him right in the heart. "So change the ending of your story." She looked at him like he was crazy, and hell, maybe he was. "You make it sound so easy," she said. This made him laugh roughly. "Nothing about love is easy.

Sure, good things come to those who wait—but they're the leftovers from those who got there first." Chloe Traeger

Oh, and you're not on our bank account yet, so he probably left you a few checks signed." "He left signed checks?" she asked, a little horrified.

You deserve more than to be something easy.

All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt.