“French are good at baking," he said oddly, moving in front of me, his knee pressing between my thighs and pinning me against the cabinet. "There's another thing the French do well..." he said, voice trailing off as his hand… — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
“Why are you single? There isn't exactly a surplus of eligible men in town. The single women must be throwing themselves at you." I realized that comment was a mistake pretty much the second after it was out of my… — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
“Anyone who has ever been in love, truly, magnificently in love, knows that it is torture. It is ugly and messy and brings out… — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
“Poverty is the surest way to weigh down a soul. And weighted soul does whatever it can do to get some burden off.” — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
“This isn't coffee," I accused immediately as the rich smell of chocolate met my nose, making me almost want to groan. Okay, I totally… — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
“And no person, I was convinced, ever loved as deeply as an animal did for the person who cared for them.” — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
“So, to put it perfectly frankly, I was horny. I was horny and Paine was attractive and charming and he had this tiny little… — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
“I'm no doctor here," Pagan interrupted the tense silence a minute later, "but I'm pretty sure you should be breathing. You know, in through… — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
“Giiiirl," Benny said, fanning himself with the appointment book. "I'm as gay as Todrick's ballet shoes and even I have a semi from that."… — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
“It forces you out of your comfort zone. And people, well, we love our comfort zones. In fact, we tend to love our comfort… — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
“But, yes, I'm hungry." "Well, there's an Olive Garden next door." My face twisted up. "An olive garden? Like... we go and pick olives?… — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
“It's not the things that we did impulsively, without thought, without consideration of consequences that we end up regretting. It's the things we didn't… — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
“There was a familiar singsong ding from the front of the house and, not a half a second later, my mother called from the… — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
“Once the warm jacket was on me, he moved to my side, slipping an arm possessively around my lower back, an action that certainly… — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
“Not that I condoned violence, but if anyone was deserving of it, it was people who could hate and harm people on the sole… — Jessica Gadziala Copy Share Image
