“Are you setting me up?""Dear God in heaven, no! She's sworn off relationships with men, so you're safe. Besides, I don't think anything permanent would work with you." She paused. "I was thinking more along the lines of a fling.""Jesus Christ," Jake muttered, running a hand down his face. "You're pimping me out.”

“With his forefinger and middle finger, he tipped her chin up. A corner of his mouth kicked up wickedly, as if he knew she was mentally undressing him. “My face is up here.”

“Is this how you get dates? You drag women into your car, lock them inside and don't let them out till they've agreed to go out with you?”

“Since I enjoy intelligent conversation, I generally want an IQ that's larger than the bra size.”“So, if I’m a drooling idiot, you’ll leave me alone?”

“I tried to not peek,” said Dean.Confused, Parker paused mid-bite, then lifted a brow. “Tried?”“I’m male and straight.”

“It's only one date. I can do it. And you'll probably lose interest afterward.""No other woman's ever needed to give herself a pep talk to spend time with me.""That you know of.”

“Hey, dick head," he yelled with hands on his hips. "Don't even think of coming back here and telling me you shook anything more than her hand!”