“Why does everything have to be so damn hard on me? Women everywhere can drop their panties and have mindless sex, but no, not me! I have to get emotionally invested in a douchenozzle who is only willing to knock me up for his own pleasure!”

“Damn, are these Scooby Doo?"She giggled. "I wasn't expecting company, and I have a slight obsession from growing up with the old cartoon.""They almost killed my hard on."She slid her hand between them and then quirked her eyebrows. "Seems fine to me.”

“You really have the nerve to stand there and ask me that?” When he didn’t respond, I practically growled as I took a step towards him. “You blow so hot and cold with me that I’m not sure which way is up. It’s a wonder I don’t need a chiropractor from your emotional whiplash. One minute you’re telling me you want a girl like me to be interested in you and the next you’re coyly asking how I feel about Garrett.” Finally toe to toe, I glared up at him. “You’re really good at charming the panties off girls at ten paces, but you can’t even tell a girl how you really feel when she’s up close and personal!”

“Emma leaned over to where their faces were only inches apart. “Since you think you know everything, tell me if you understand this. Have you ever wanted something so bad you think you’d die if you don’t have it? That the mere thought of it keeps you up at night. You can’t sleep, you can’t eat, you can’t drink. You are so consumed by that desire nothing else matters, and you’re not sure life is worth living if you can’t have it.”

“Yeah, that's right. You're stuck with me now, and I don't have a nice rack for you to snuggle up to.”

“Desire burned in his eyes as he brought his hands up and laced his fingers around the back of his head. “Okay then. I’m all yours, babe. All you have to do is take me.”

“You’re the sexiest, most beautiful pregnant woman I’ve ever seen.”“Aw, baby, you’re so sweet. But you don’t have to keep complimenting me because you’re so getting laid tonight.”