“Adjusting to Beau being a caveman over a girl had been almost as hard as seeing him with Ash. Beau didn't do jealous, not until Ashton had become his. Now he was a freaking lunatic.”

“Why couldn't I have just made it home without seeing them? I wasn't in the mood to play good freaking Samaritan to Beau and his trashy girlfriend.”

“Girl, there ain't a boy in this town who can hold a candle to Beau Vincent with his shirt off.”

“He sniggered.He didn't like to think of himself as the sort of person who giggled or sniggered, but he had to admit that he had been giggling and sniggering almost continuously for well over half an hour now.”

“Beau, will you please watch the entrance for us?""What should I do if I see anyone suspicious?""Kick a car," Iain said."Kick a car?""To set off the alarm.""Gotcha," Beau said. "Good thinking.”

“Owen had been using the track for months, but he didn't recall Sterling doing anything more athletic than tapping his pencil against his desk until Owen's fingers had itched with the need to spank the brat out of him.”