“Keisha said... I'm going to ride you so hard you might regret seeking shelter here. Gabe replied... IF you don't, I'm gonna need to go back out and throw myself into a snowbank just to cool off” — Avery Flynn Copy Share Image
“...Because I have a a serious medical condition. Gabe shook his head ruefully. It's called foot-in-mouth disease.” — Avery Flynn Copy Share Image
“The Sweets rarely set foot on the avenues. They'd always lived on the street-side of town, where duct tape held everything together and WD-40… — Avery Flynn Copy Share
“I don’t want to want you, and this doesn’t change anything. I still hate your guts.” “Liar.” — Avery Flynn Copy Share
“Youth is wasted on the young. If it was me, you can be sure I wouldn't be lazing around thinking I had the right… — Avery Flynn Copy Share
“I'll be damned. Miranda Sweet, is it you or is my glaucoma acting up again?" Ruby Sue sat her glass down on the Formica… — Avery Flynn Copy Share
“Keisha said... I'm going to ride you so hard you might regret seeking shelter here. Gabe replied... IF you don't, I'm gonna need to… — Avery Flynn Copy Share
“Clover was finally going to learn how to fold a fitted sheet. Of course, she was going to gain that skill set in the… — Avery Flynn Copy Share
“She'd taken his heart and his virginity and left him more bitter than sweet.” — Avery Flynn Copy Share
“...Because I have a a serious medical condition. Gabe shook his head ruefully. It's called foot-in-mouth disease.” — Avery Flynn Copy Share
“Now it's my turn to give you advice." The tightened his grip, eliminating any doubt about whether he was as ready for this as… — Avery Flynn Copy Share
“West Virginia had the Hatfield and the McCoys. Shakespeare had the Capulets and the Montagues. Salvation had the Martins and the Sweets.” — Avery Flynn Copy Share
“I’ve been practicing serial monogamy with one loser after another since I was eighteen. You can’t deny I’m an asshole magnet.” — Avery Flynn Copy Share
“Sweetling, I'm not going anywhere except upstairs, where I'm going to make love to you till you pass out happy.” — Avery Flynn Copy Share
“saying Daphne was a worrywart was like saying soccer players’ legs were a thing of jaw-dropping, panty-melting goodness. It was just a fact of… — Avery Flynn Copy Share
