Avery Flynn

“The Sweets rarely set foot on the avenues. They'd always lived on the street-side of town, where duct tape held everything together…

— Avery Flynn

“I don’t want to want you, and this doesn’t change anything. I still hate your guts.” “Liar.”

— Avery Flynn

“Youth is wasted on the young. If it was me, you can be sure I wouldn't be lazing around thinking I had…

— Avery Flynn

“I'll be damned. Miranda Sweet, is it you or is my glaucoma acting up again?" Ruby Sue sat her glass down on…

— Avery Flynn

“Gotta love it when a plan comes together...”

— Avery Flynn

“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…

— Avery Flynn

“Clover was finally going to learn how to fold a fitted sheet. Of course, she was going to gain that skill set…

— Avery Flynn

“She'd taken his heart and his virginity and left him more bitter than sweet.”

— Avery Flynn

“...Because I have a a serious medical condition. Gabe shook his head ruefully. It's called foot-in-mouth disease.”

— Avery Flynn

“Now it's my turn to give you advice." The tightened his grip, eliminating any doubt about whether he was as ready for…

— Avery Flynn

“West Virginia had the Hatfield and the McCoys. Shakespeare had the Capulets and the Montagues. Salvation had the Martins and the Sweets.”

— Avery Flynn

“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

“Sweetling, I'm not going anywhere except upstairs, where I'm going to make love to you till you pass out happy.”

— Avery Flynn

“hot, dirty, and multi-orgasmic kind. “Cavolo,”

— Avery Flynn

“saying Daphne was a worrywart was like saying soccer players’ legs were a thing of jaw-dropping, panty-melting goodness. It was just a…

— Avery Flynn