“I don’t mind hot and spicy. Actually find that appealing in a girl. And chicken wings.”

“And you said you’d hate me forever,” Jason teased as he tossed Taylor onto the bed.She reached impatiently for his belt buckle, yanking him onto the bed with her. “This is angry sex—I actually don’t like you at all.”

“See you just don’t understand women the way I do J.D. They want it all: a career apple martinis financial independence great shoes but at the same time—and this they’ll never admit—they are drawn to patriarchal men who are dominant and controlling. That’s the essence of the Darcy complex. He may be an asshole but he’s an asshole that gets the girl in the end.”

“I love you. On intense days. On good days. On long, exhausting work days. On really strange days when I find out that I have a long-lost brother. And most of all, on days when you make me smile, which happens to be every day I'm with you. You are not just a big-picture girl for me, Brooke Parker. You're the only picture.”

“Kyle gazed down at her. “I lied when I said I followed you to the bar because you’re hot.” He touched her cheek. “I saw you laughing with your friends, and your smile sucked me right in.”

“Seriously, Taylor—do you know who I am?” he demanded.She smiled at this. “You celebrities actually say that? That’s cute.”

“Ignore me. I don’t want to talk about my nonexistent love life today.”