He was in uniform, gun at his hip, expression dialed to Dirty Harry, and just looking at him had something pinging low in Chloe’s belly. — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“But dammit, she was tired. Tired of doing what was expected, tired of feeling like she was missing something.” — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“And not that I don't love those words, but what were you wrong about?" "Walking away from you." She stepped into him. "I'm done… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“This put her in the possession of two guns. I Love Lucy does Criminal Minds.” — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“The kiss had been shockingly... wow. Which had led to one thing or another, and some more wow, along with a good dash of… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“I've given up men. It's true. At first, I was just going to give up attorneys, but that seemed immature - and far too… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
Where did that flashlight come from?" Chloe asked. "My purse." Chloe looked at Tara. "She carries a flashlight in her purse." "For emergencies," Maddie… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
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… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“So what do you think I should do for myself then?" "Whatever feels right." She stared at him for the longest beat, and then… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“With a smug smirk, he kissed her again, then slid into her. Pleasure flooded her, so intense it arched her back and had her… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“I think you have a case of being a little girl. Maybe you should prescribe yourself a heavy dose of man-the-fuck-up.” — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“She was like a drug. The most addicting kind, and he had a problem—he was pretty sure that she was developing feelings for him.… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
