“A hint of a frown touched his mouth. “I told you that wasn’t about feeding.”“No, it was about you making your point.” I skewered a bite and chewed. “Next time, maybe use something other than myjugular as your Exhibit A?”

“Don't worry about bitin' off more than you can chew. Your mouth is probably a whole lot bigger than you think.”

“I need to keep sharp. But when you're this damned close to me, all I think about is you. I think about your mouth, and I think about your breasts, and I think about your pink tongue and your legs wrapped around me. I think about touching you and you touching me--and then I look at you and you're giving me that look--yes, that one, just there, as if you want me to kiss you--please stop--" He exhaled on a hiss, tipping his head back against the wood and pressing two fingers to the bridge of his nose.”

“People say: "Don't bite off more than you can chew."I say: "Bite off and chew madly!”

“But here's something that I know about friendship: Sometimes the right thing to do is to not point out that your friend hasn't touched her chicken fingers or French fries and not point that maybe she's just overreacting. Instead, you just smile and sit with her and say, "I understand" when really, you don't understand her at all.”

“There's something special about her. When she helped me with her touch-""Exactly what was she touching that was so memorable for you?""Watch your mouth.”