Quotes from Jill Shalvis

Be quick or be hungry.

I need a girl night. And you . . ." She divided a look between them. "You two need a cooling-off period." She shoved a brownie in Cam's hand, then pushed him over the threshold and shut the door in his face. "There. I thought he'd never leave.

SonOfAMotherlessGoat

I'm not built that way, I'm not good at relationships. I'm not good at letting people in and keeping them. I don't know how.

Where she was a storm in her own right, always a swirling mass of tangled, wild emotions, he was the calm eye of any storm that came his way.

She sucked in a breath. You're... When she didn't finish the sentence, he turned his head and watched her gaze drop to his mouth, which was only a few inches from hers. Handy, she finished softly. And you're... She smiled. Stubborn? Annoying? Set to go, he said.

The kiss had been shockingly... wow. Which had led to one thing or another, and some more wow, along with a good dash of yowza, and then... the whole morning-after thing.

Her phone vibrated with a text. Spence. My life doesn't work without you in it.

She realized the murderous urges suggested that she, in fact, did not have this, but hey, no one was perfect.

Are you baiting me for a reason?" he asked casually. "Is that what I'm doing?" He smiled at her innocent tone, not fooled for a second. "It's that, or you're flirting with me.

they were all sweating like hookers in a confessional

HolyGolfBalls

She slid on the helmet. Thanks, Prince Charming. Huh? You know, Cinderella, she said. The prince had her slipper and you had my helmet...

He had no idea what it was about her that got beneath his guard, and he couldn't quite say he liked it, but somehow he liked her, which couldn't be good for either of them.

I don't know where that's is going," she confessed, still looking at his mouth. "Maybe nowhere. I was just …" He smiled. "Feeling brave?" She smiled back, looking so sweet. "Yeah." Damn, he liked her. "Feel free to be brave any time you want.

We both made some questionable decisions," he said. "Decisions that might've been different if we'd been older and smarter. Or had anyone in our lives given enough of a shit to guide us.

I'm ready, she promised. She kissed his jaw and then rubbed her cheek against it, letting out a low hum of arousal at the feel of his stubble on her skin. He had a scent that every single one of her senses responded to. The texture of his skin, the taste of his tongue, the latent strength in his hands - everything about him did it for her. I want this, she said. I want you.

This had already been the best sex she'd ever had and all he'd done was touch her.

He wasn't fond of vegetables aside from corn on the cob, hated anything green unless it was a gummy bear, and basically had the appetite of a tween.

Be his friend—i.e., be there for him. Pay attention to him and show interest—e.g., ask questions. Respect him—e.g., care about the things he cares about, like his family and friends. Flirt with him—e.g., smile. Don't try to change him—i.e., accept him as he is, flaws and all.

You told everyone when I locked myself out last week. I fielded calls on that one all day long." "Yes, well, that's because you were wearing only your towel, which you dropped when you climbed in the window, mooning Mr. Kletzy across the street. Word is he hadn't seen a naked woman in fifty years. He's now requesting that next time you lose your towel at high noon because the light is better.

Cupping a cheek in each hand, he lifted her back up to his desk and pressed his hips hard into hers. Her eyes were worried. But people keep coming--- The next person to come is going to be you, he said.

Relaxing, getting wild and free, those were all alien concepts for her.

That's how relationships work. The system falls apart only when you're both too stubborn to go after the other person.