“He turned his head to look at her, trying to think of ways to plead his case. Some way to dazzle and beguile her and make her glad that it was him she was here with. Something witty and persuasive,… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“Her life was more like a series of tattered Post-it notes with hastily scribbled goals written in dull pencil. Some of them stuck. Lots… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share
“I must have looked like a zombie when I opened the door. Tyler literally recoiled when he saw me, and then he chuckled. “You… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share
“You’ll find the balance you need as soon as you let go of how you think things should be and accept them as they… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share
“most of the guys Emily dealt with these days were subcontractors who wore tool belts and cargo pants and suffered from chronic ass-crack reveal.” — Tracy Brogan Copy Share
“A crooked old man had been playing solitaire in there with an actual deck of cards when she and Chloe had arrived. Emily estimated… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share
“He winked at me over her head, causing my bra to try and unclasp itself in sweet surrender.” — Tracy Brogan Copy Share
“Apparently while I was reading The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Dating, he’d read The Guide to Dating a Complete Idiot.” — Tracy Brogan Copy Share
“she caught a glimpse of flat, tan abdomen, and suddenly she didn’t need coffee. She needed smelling salts.” — Tracy Brogan Copy Share
“We can’t control events in our life, Sadie. Sometimes we can’t even control our reactions. But the harder we fight against the waves, the… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share
“Siri, what’s a femme fatale?” Chloe asked her phone. “It’s a dishonest woman who uses feminine wiles to manipulate men,” Emily responded just as… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share
“He turned his head to look at her, trying to think of ways to plead his case. Some way to dazzle and beguile her… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share
“Ugh! Talking to the sperm-donor-formerly-known-as-my-husband was just the garlic frosting I needed on this total piece of shit day.” — Tracy Brogan Copy Share
“popcorn, with Jordan fast on her heels. They sprinted into the dense growth of the overburdened flower beds and began running zigzag patterns around… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share
