“At least you're learning a thing or two about wine. Good to hear you're making such an effort to improve yourself.""Does the U.S. attorney know how much you like spending your Saturday nights eavesdropping on private conversations?" Nick asked."The U.S. attorney knows exactly how I like spending my Saturday nights.”

“You've met Nick?""Yep, we've met, all right. He was kind enough to inform me that I have absolutely no say in whether you two date.""Well, you don't.""You know, you all could at least pretend that my opinion makes a difference.”

“Nick watched as Jordan sipped her wine and made The Face-the seductive, the hell-with-wine-you-should-see-what-I-look-like-having-sex face. At least that was how he interpreted it.Watching her with a predatory gaze, the douchebag grinned.Apparently, he had a similar interpretation of The Face.Something inside Nick snapped.That was his fake girlfriend in there. Sitting at the table where they had just shared cheese fries the night before. And if she thought she could throw scorching hot sex-looks to any pansy-ass scarf-boy who wandered into her shop, she had another think coming.He had a look of his own to show the douchebag.It was time to break out the don't-fuck-with-me-face.”

“You are really starting to annoy me, Stanton.”Nick didn’t blink. “Good. By the end of the night I hope to finish the job.”

“Laney held up a hand. "I checked it out. He went there on scholarship and paid the rest with student loans. And he's good looking, too. Nate and I met him for dinner last night, and I subtly learned that he's looking to meet someone""How did you learn that?""I asked him if he was looking to meet someone""that is subtle”

“I’d like to know more about this undercover agent who posed as my daughter’s date. The ubiquitous Tall, Dark, and Smoldering.'Nick put on his best meet-the-parent smile. 'I generally prefer to go by Nick.”

“He gripped her shoulders determinedly. 'I should’ve told you this earlier, Jordan. Now that I’ve got my chance, you’re going to hear it whether you like it or not. You came into my life and messed the whole thing up and now I’m screwed. Because I’m in love with you. As in balls-out, head-over-heels, watching-Dancing-with-the-Stars-on-Monday-nights, wine-and-bubble-bath kind of love. Hell, I think I’d even wear a scarf indoors for you.”