Though Trish and her bad boy types weren't exactly Kindra's style, she had to agree that Violet went for quiet and uninteresting. Sort of like mild salsa. Why even bother? You'd be better off just biting a tomato.
Honey, nobody ever knows someone completely. You have to just enjoy what you do know and have faith in the rest.
And the thing is, we can’t fail. We’ve already hit the bottom and come out of it. From here on out, if we just love and listen, we can’t go wrong, babe.
Alright, good night,” he said, his words a little slurred. “But before I pass out, I want you to know that you’re the hottest biscuit this side of the gravy boat.
Did I ever tell you the difference between a Northern fairy tale and a Southern one? she asked him, indulging herself and letting her head rest on his shoulder. God, he felt good. Her man. Where her head was meant to lie, right there, on him. What's the difference?A Northern one starts 'once upon a time,' while a Southern one starts 'y'all ain't going to believe this shit.
I am successful because of my brains and my guts, put together, and I don't need some fancy-ass degree from a bunch of sweater-vest-wearing pricks who haven't gotten laid since Bush Senior was president... Do you know who studies sociology? People who would rather observe life than live it.
If I'm working this hard in the morning, I'd prefer it be because my man has woken me up with an eight-inch nudge.
And everyone is always saying that marriage is really hard and takes a lot of work. But the thing is, when you know that you love someone, those things don’t matter. You have to push all the everyday things and the outside world away, and just enjoy knowing that this is the man who has the chest your head is meant to lie on.
This was fun. We should find out we're still married more often.Why, so every day can be a special new plunge into hell?Nobody I'd rather burn with than you, babe.
Sounds like a plan. I owe Tammy a big thank-you.” Ty sighed. “I think I’m too old for this bachelor party crap.”“We’ll be planning yours soon enough.”That was so not appealing, Ty was almost scared. “Let’s just go fishing and call it good.”“Done.
Seamus: I was wondering if you would like to go get some coffeeCara: Well that depends ... do you like to take long walks?Seamus: YesCara: Do you like sex?Seamus: YeeesCara: Then take a f***ing hike and leave me the hell alone.
I mean, it's okay if you're the one with the low sex drive. We'll just have to adjust and learn to accommodate that.
Suzanne had totally forgotten about their court date since she'd been a little busy having tons of condom-free sex with Ryder, planning Nikki's wedding, and forming a placenta.
Once upon a time she had liked to dance. When she had been about the same age as the little brunette out there who kept lifting her dress up over her head. Now that was living. Just lift your dress if you wanted to get down and don't worry what anyone thought.
Literature wasn’t intended to be about perfect people, it was about flaws, very real and very deep human flaws.
But the truth is, I want to be some woman's work boots, not her high heels.Work boots? What was sexy about that? And did women have work boots?Yeah. You know, the boots she pulls out when she wants to get down and dirty, hiking or gardening or boating or painting the kitchen. The ones she relies on and trusts and lives her life hard and good and on her terms in. Her favorites.
You need to decide whether you're willing to risk being hurt, plain and simple. You can go for it and have a wonderful relationship. Or you might go for it and crash and burn brilliantly. It's up to you if you want to take that risk, up to you if it's worth it or not.
Our relationship felt like a Christmas gift that you hadn’t asked for and weren’t expecting to receive, but the minute you saw it, you knew it was perfect for you.
He was a glass half full kind of person and she was...what? The glass is going to break before you can even pour kind of person. Yikes.
How does he get that caveman shit to work for him? I would get my balls ripped off and stuffed in my mouth if I pulled what he does.
Bet you've never had a bear down your pants before. Though I'm kind of a bear in bed. (Rick from Back to Basics)
Your subservience makes me uncomfortable.”That pissed me off. “Then you shouldn’t pay people to do things for you. End of story.
Now you bitches can stand here quaking in your boots about what your women might do to you. I’m going to get my woman.
Scars fade with time. And the ones that never go away, well, they build character, maturity, caution.
The path of true love never ran smooth. More likely you ran out of gas, blew a tire, and hit the wall before you crossed the finish line.
He was willing to pay her to hang around his house and paint Piper's fingernails? It sounded as easy as Britney Spears.
I knew that by this time tomorrow, I was going to be eternally grateful for falling down the stairs and knocking myself unconscious. Smartest dumbest thing I'd ever done.
He was really having a hard time with this. He was not a seductive kind of guy, and if he tried to be sexy, he was going to sound like Romeo, the porn version.
A movie playing on the TV screen in front of us. Some sort of bad Tom Cruise drama. I've never liked Tom Cruise. He always reminded me of someone's creepy cousin, who smiles too big before he touches your butt and whispers something gross in your ear with hot whiskey breath.
When she quieted the jet engine buzz of worries assaulting her brain, when she stopped thinking altogether and just felt, she knew this was right. Feeling the silence of peace and conviction was so foreign to her she wasn't even sure what to do with it.
Why?” she whispered. “Why should I dance with you?”“Because I love you. Because I love you so much I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make it go differently this time.”... Because we should be a married couple, because I never wanted to not be married to you. Because all these men out here dancing with their wives can’t possibly love them as much as I love you. Because for me, there is only one woman, and I’m sorry to break it to you, but you’re it.