“I’ve heard you’re the only person who’s allowed to put Travis in his place. That’s an honorable title.”
“You’re a pig.”Travis shrugged. “I’ve been called worse.”
“It’s the person you are inside that counts and you’re beautiful. You’re beautiful outside, too, but that’s not what’s got to me.” He put his hand over my heart, “This has.”
“I’m a person, you’re a person, and we should make love. That is, if you’re a person who’s also roughly ½ of the population known as women.”
“It is not titles that honor men, but men that honor titles.”
“And for the glorious honor of being bitched at constantly and the esteemed title of Claims Investigator, he’d given up five years of his life as he went to college, created a debt his great-grandkids would curse him over, and got the holy honor of MBA. More Bullshit Allowed. (Zeke)”