Quotes from Jill Shalvis

Don't tell me, Ford said. Another Ginger Goddess. Nah, Logan grinned. I just wanted to see if you knew how to make a sissy drink. It was good though. Thanks. Sawyer, still sprawled back in his chair, laughed. Okay, that was it. Ford was cutting everyone off, the f***ers.

If it has tires or testicles, it's gonna give you trouble.

My momma always said that two rattlesnakes living in the same hole will get along better than two sisters. So I had three daughters to improve the odds.

This one's good. 'Don't expect a man with a hard-on to be able to think. He doesn't have enough blood to run both heads.' Hmmm. He shot her a wicked grin over his shoulder. I do. Want to see?

Everything's better with chocolate.

Listen, she finally said. I might've given you the wrong impression when I...bumped into you with the bear thing. Bumped into me? He couldn't help it, he laughed. You tried to crawl up my body. Which is my point, she said stiffly. My sleep-out adventure isn't going to include crawling up anyone's body. Will it include sleeping? -Amy and Matt

Maybe we should go to the gym later and do some crunches or something, Willa said, sounding less than enthused about this propect. Kylie shook her head. My brain just auto-corrected the word crunches to cupcakes...

I can't do this, she whispered. He nodded. I know. I want to but I-- It's okay. He brushed a kiss over her jaw and then was gone, proving for the second time now that he was, after all, her perfect Mr. All Wrong. -Mallory and Ty

By the age of thirty-five, women have only a few taste buds left: one for alcohol, one for cheese, and one for chocolate.

He turned to shut and lock the door, then came close, his gaze touching her features. "I missed you, Holly." Her heart caught painfully. The poor organ seemed to be getting quite the workout lately.

If at first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried. From Head Over Heels, by Jill Shalvis

He didn't say a word about the fact that her Vespa was nowhere in sight. You know what this means, right? he asked. You're at my mercy. He grinned and she sighed. One hundred thousand sperm and he'd been the fastest. -Chloe about Todd

October had roared in as if Mother Nature was pissed off at the world, and maybe in need of a Xanax to boot.

Look," she said, "apparently you bring out my inner slut. I'm not going to thank you for that." Wyatt smiled that sexy smile of his. "I could make you." She pointed a finger at his nose. And then lowered it so it was pointed at another part of his anatomy entirely. "Don't even think about it." "Oh, I won't," he said silkily. "But you will." And she knew he was right.

Life is one big fat gamble, and the odds are never in your favor. So you either go for it anyway and toss the dice or you don't play. But not playing? She jabbed him in the bare chest with her finger. That's the coward's way out. And I hadn't pegged you for a coward. Figure your shit out.

She had no idea how long they kissed—and kissed—but she didn't think about stopping until she ran out of air. Breathing hard, she slowly opened her eyes and stared directly into his. They'd heated. Darkened. And something else. He wasn't looking so relaxed now. In fact, he was looking the opposite of relaxed. He looked…feral. And she was his prey.

Just when you think you have a handle on life, it breaks.

I can't believe you lied about chocolate, Mallory said. Lying about chocolate is... sanctimonious. Do you remember all those bad girl lessons you gave me? Amy rubbed the spot between her eyes where a headache was starting. You mean the lessons that landed you the sexy hunk you're currently sleeping with? Well, yes. But my point is that maybe you need good girl lessons. And good girl lesson number one is never tease when it comes to chocolate. -Amy and Mallory

He flashed her a smile, and holy mother of God, it was wickedly sexy.

Sometimes the best thing in life is finding that one person who knows all your mistakes and weaknesses and still thinks you're completely amazing.

He slid her a look, and she held up her hand in a solemn vow, making him smile. Were you a Girl Scout? he asked. Not even a little bit, she said. -Matt and Amy

Don't ever be sorry for being who you are. Most of us go our whole lives not really getting it right, just settling." He tugged a strand of her hair. "Do you have any idea the strength it takes to not settle? To keep pushing and seeking for what works?

How long do we wait?" "Long as it takes," he said distractedly because she was sucking the salt off her thumb. Then she sucked on the straw to her soda and he nearly had a brain aneurism.

There was a group of fans who wanted autographs, and several women who managed to write their phone numbers on Wade's hand before he pulled free. Sam sent him an arched brow, but he just shrugged. He got numbers written on him a lot; he'd never figured out how to stop that from happening.