“on a scale of mental breakdowns from Justin Bieber to Britney Spears, I think I’m about a Shia LaBeouf.” — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“There was a group of fans who wanted autographs, and several women who managed to write their phone numbers on Wade's hand… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“Hey,” Shayne said through the door. “You going to stay in there all night, because we’re getting tired of trying to eavesdrop… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“Okay, first of all, I didn’t sleep with you to make amends. I slept with you because I wanted to.” He still… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“You know what you are, Sam Brody?" she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. "A big, fat tease." They both knew… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“I don’t want to talk about it,” she said. Once again he was close. Too close. So damn close. “At all,” she… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“Are we going to be stupid?” she whispered. “Define stupid.” “Anything that involves either one of us exposing our favorite body parts.”… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“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,… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“I don’t want to talk about it,” she said. Once again he was close. Too close. So damn close. “At all,” she… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“Look,” she said, “apparently you bring out my inner slut. I’m not going to thank you for that.” Wyatt smiled that sexy… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“Wyatt should’ve looked ridiculous sitting on the floor, leaning into the crate making kissykiss noises at the cat, but he didn’t. He… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“If I looked like him,” Tara said. “I’d want to have sex with myself. All the time.” — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
Accept that some days you’re the bug, and some days you’re going to be the windshield. — 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
