“I closed my eyes and resigned myself to the fact that my boyfriend was a pervert. He was lucky he was so cute.”
“Do you think he's cute?"I rolled my eyes. "He's a god, Mom. Of course he's cute.”
“My boyfriend's an idiot," I say as soon as he lurches away."A cute idiot," Ally corrects me."That's like saying 'a cute mutant.' Doesn't exist.”
“I like your boyfriend," Dahra said. "Not many guys volunteer to carry ten gallons of diarrhea and vomit."Lana laughed. "He's not my boyfriend.""Yeah, well, he can be mine if he wants to be. He's cute. And he carries crap.”
“He has no right to threaten my boyfriends. I'm eighteen. An adult. I don't need his help. I can threaten my boyfriends myself.”
“He's so cute, I can't help myself.”