Quotes from Jill Shalvis

Logan, why aren't you wearing protection? The radio crackled, and then came Logan's voice. I have 'protection' in my bag, he said. But as much as I don't want to say this, darlin', now's not the time to be asking if I'm carrying condoms. I have problems. A life vest, Logan! I'm asking where's your life vest! Oh, he said. I knew that.

He knew he had no right to touch her, crave her like air, but he did both. And when he put his mouth on hers, he recognized the taste of her, like she'd been made just for him.

Beneath her cheek, his heart was thumping steadily. Definitely faster than his usual near-hibernation beat. Lifting her head, she flashed him a tight smile. "I get to you." "Are you kidding? You own me," he said, his voice running over her like silk.

Forever this time, he said as Sawyer strode toward them. Tara sighed blissfully. You know what this means, right? I'm done guessing, he said. Tell me. It means you're mine, she said. And I'm yours. No more walking away. We are going to get it right this time. His smile was slow and easy, and just for her. Well, finally.

Her entire body quivered. What is it about me that you're attracted to? For starters, the sexy underwear you put on beneath your clothes. You've only seen my underwear once. Twice, he said. I looked down your top at the pier. You did not. Pink-and-white polka-dot bra. Oh my God. That's what I was thinking. -Mallory and Ty

Chocolate is cheaper than therapy, and you don't need an appointment.

She nodded, her gaze locked on his mouth. He could tell she wanted it on hers, and for once, they were perfectly in sync. Having no idea what he was doing, he kissed her again, another no-holds-barred, tongues tangling, rock-his-fucking-world kiss that left him staggered and her apparently unable to speak as they tore apart for air and waited for the world to right itself. Didn't happen.

A small part of her secretly hoped she caught him in bed. But that really was a very small part. The bigger part hoped he was in the shower.

Oh good Lord. She definitely hadn't put on enough deodorant for this.

All you have to do is take a man at face value. Don't go into it thinking you can change them. Men aren't fixer-uppers, not like a house or a car. You buy them as is.

There is no snooze button on life - Tara Daniels

Who's a good boy," Willa was saying to the dog in a light, silly voice that had the dog panting happily into her face. "That's right," she cooed, "you are, aren't you? Aren't you a good boy?" "Well I don't like to brag," Keane said, leaning against the doorjamb. "But I do have my moments.

You still trying to save me, Mallory? Ty asked quietly. Her heart was hammering so loud she couldn't hear herself talk. I can't seem to help myself. I don't need saving. No. No, he sure didn't. He was strong and capable, and more than able to take care of himself. What do you need? You, he said simply. Only you.

Mallory, he said, sounding raw and staggered and touched beyond words. God, I was so stupid. So slow. I didn't know what to do with you. I tried to keep my distance but my world doesn't work without you in it. -Ty to Mallory

It's the kissing! The stupid kissing! It's like he kissed all the vital brain cells right out of my head!

I'm not defined by what people think of me. My happiness comes from within.

Hell, Grace. I'd go to Australia to visit you. I don't care about the job, or where you lay your head down at night, as long as your heart's mine.

I want you to know, chickens aren't sexy. Not to me." This was met with silence. "Are you there?" She was slurring her words now, which was embarrassing, so she took a deep breath. "Cam? Can you hear me?" "Yes, chickens aren't sexy. Uh…I don't think they're meant to be.

There isn't any poison oak in the winter. It's hard to convince a girl you're sexy when you can't stop scratching your ass because of the rash. -Jax Cullen

Sugar, Tara said in a voice that was pure Pissed-Off South. You need to go far, far away. A few weeks ago, he'd have taken that to mean she didn't want to see his face within a six-hundred-mile radius. Now he knew the truth. He distracted her. He could live with that. Came to see if I can help. I think I know how to make burgers, she said smoothly. But bless your heart. In other words, f*** off and die.

I'm done waiting. Done doing things the easy way and letting things happen as they will. Her heart caught. What does that mean? It means this is too important to let slip away again. You're too important. He leaned back against the truck with a low grunt of effort, eyes dark, jaw clenched. I love you too, Tara.

When you don't know what you're doing, fake it.

Good girl lesson #2: When your BFF sends you a gorgeous guy, you call her and thank her. That's good manners. Good girl lesson #3: Stop scowling. You'll scare away the aforementioned gorgeous guy.

Honest to God, she was the noisiest woman he'd ever been shot at with.