Quotes from Jill Shalvis

But the problem is, people tend to assign you the role of the person you are at your worst, you know?

You could start an argument in an empty house.

Try asking sometime. Not all women will stand for that 50 Shades crap, you know.

Sounds like you kids have some talking to do. I'll be eavesdropping from the kitchen.

I tried to keep my distance, but my world doesn't work without you in it.

When everyone just shook their heads, he unbuttoned his shirt and, oh good Lord, shrugged out of it, bunching it up to slip beneath her head like a pillow. Don't look at him, she told herself. Don't look— She looked. Sweet Jesus.

Mallory dropped her head to the steering wheel. Look, I'm mad at you, okay? This isn't about me. I know my painful memories are relative. My life is good. I'm lucky. This isn't about how poor little Mallory has had it so hard. I'm not falling apart or anything. He stroked a hand down her back. Of course you're not. You're just holding the steering wheel up with your head for a minute, that's all.

She had time to make room for him in her closet. The cat had time to get used to him. They had all the time they needed, because he'd told her he was hers, and he was a man of his word. I've got all I need, she told him. He leaned down and kissed her again, then stroked a finger over her temple, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. I want you to know, he said. That you're the best choice I ever made. No regrets? No regrets.

And I specialize in fixing things up and restoring them to their former glory." She wondered if that talent extended to humans, maybe even humans who never really had a former glory.

He didn't see anything. She rolled to her feet. I was in your bed! We could have scarred him for life! Grace, we weren't doing anything. Well, I wasn't. You were snoring. I don't-- She smoothed her dress down and searched out her sandals, shoving her feet into them. She glanced at herself in the mirror over his dresser and groaned. Hair, wild. Lips, swollen. Face, flushed. Nipples, hard. Dammit! She clapped her hands over them. It's like they're broken!

You went from worrying about being weak to wanting a fence with me? I don't give a flying fuck about being weak. You're the only thing I care about. You make me whole. You make me feel. You make me... He searched for the word. Everything. He pulled her tighter to him. It's always been you, Holly. And it always will be. Say yes. Yes, she said instantly. To everything.

You're a Daniels and a Walker. That means you're 99% fine stubbornness, tenacity and resilience combined, Tara said. And the other 1%? Mia asked as they sat at the tiny galley table. Ford wrapped an arm around her neck and pulled her in close. Perfection.

I know I might look like a ball of fluff, she said, but I'm not. Not even close. And the fact that I get up each morning and put a damn smile on my face is the same as... Batman putting on his cape. I-- I'm not done. It's... protection. It's my shield. It's me waving my middle finger to the world because I choose to be happy. The bottom line, Luke, is that I know what matters and what doesn't.

It was on the table when I got here, Matt said in his defense. Josh eyed the open [Cosmo] magazine. You don't already know how to satisfy your boyfriends in bed? Matt ignored this. Did either of you know there's ninety-nine ways to give a blow job? That's ninety-nine nights of blow jobs. Look at you with the math skills, Josh said. Matt flipped him off while Ty flipped the page. 'How to Give Your Hoo-Ha a Spa Day.' Huh, he said. I didn't know a woman's hoo-ha needed a spa day.

She closed her eyes. "Okay, here's the thing. We have some chemistry," she allowed. "Some? Or supernova?" "Supernova. But," she said to his knowing grin. Good Lord, he needed to stop doing that. "I really did give up men." "Forever?" "My gut says yes, but that might be PMS talking. Let's just say I'm giving up men for a very long time." "You going to try out women?

Are you in love with me, the me I am right now? Well not right now, he said, brooding. Right now you're kinda mean. -Tara and Logan

Why, so you can charm my panties off again?

Matt? Yeah? A barely there sigh escaped her lips. I really want to sleep with you, but... Damn, he said. That was a great sentence right up to the 'but'. -Amy and Matt

Let me Guess-you lost the coin toss with Dell, which left you stuck with me. Only you don't know how to tell me this because you're a penis-carrying human and can't figure out how to communicate with a mere vagina.

In his world, people never questioned him. And it was a good place to be, his world. Apparently she hadn't gotten the memo.

Tired of me already? he asked with a smile in his voice. No quite yet. You? His eyes darkened, and he kissed her again. Never. Her heart skipped a beat. Never is a long time, she said. His voice was low, fierce. And very sure. That's what I'm counting on.

What? Get tired of the way he looks at me as if I'm his entire life? Get over the fact that for the first time ever, someone wants me for me? That the man somehow actually enjoys making me happy? Jade stared at her. The ice cream... I'll buy a lifetime supply of ice cream. Hell, I'll even pretend he's right some of the time... it's worth it. He's worth it. And you know what? So am I.

Life is like a boner: long and hard.

Half the people in Lucky Harbor were in love with him. The other half were men and didn't count. -Tara on Ford