“...Our heats want the good to win. We're still afraid, we still make mistakes, but if we listen to what our hearts want, we will find the right way.”

“There are no guarantees. Not with love or with life. But we can't go through life never taking a risk... Put our hearts out there. Take a chance with a boy. We might end up hurt, we might not.”

“When we care about people, we sometimes overstep our grounds.”

“The stupid vamp just asked me to marry him. Here, now? As if looking like I just died is how I wanted to be proposed to."Joy did a lap around Kylie's heart. "And you said?"Holiday took a sip of water. "I asked him if we couldn't just live together in sin.""And?""He told me it wouldn't be a good example to our students. So...I agreed to marry him." She pushed a hand against her forehead. "Dear God, what am I getting myself into?”

“We just hide from the people we love. Sad, isn't it?”

“God won’t give you more than you can handle.’” Holiday chuckled. “And we just wish He didn’t trust us so much, right?”

“Take some very deep breaths," Miranda said. "Relax. Concentrate. Then envision a frosty six-pack and wiggle your pinky."A frosty six-pack. Kylie inhaled. He held out her pinky, and right then Della chimed in. "We are talking a six=pack of soda, not a cold guy with good-looking abs, right?"There was a strange kind of sizzle in the air. And suddenly appearing in front of the refrigerator was a shirtless, shivering guy with great abs. His blue eyes studied the three of them in complete bafflement."What the...!" he muttered.Kylie gasped.Miranda giggled.Della snorted with laughter.”