“He's a good man.He's staightforward and he knows exactly what he wants-""Yes. You must favor your mother."She smiled reluctantly at the gentle taunt.”

“Charlie can't keep you from visiting your mother. She still has primary custody.''Nobody has custody of me. I'm an adult.'He flashed a brilliant smile. ' Exactly.”

“Tell me about yourself.""Myself?" He looks confused."Yes," I say, patting the mattress."You know all there is to know," he says, sitting beside me."Not true," I say. "Where were you born? What's your favourite season? Anything.""Here. Florida," he says. "I remember a woman in a red dress with curly brown hair. Maybe she was my mother, I'm not sure. And summer. What about you?" The last part is said with a smile. He smiles so infrequently that I consider each one a trophy.”

“What do you want?"To know you," she said without hesitation. "All of you. I want to know what makes you feel good.""Your laughter," he said without hesitation. "Feeling your hands on me. The way you look at me, whether I've been a complete dumbass, or just made you come-"With a laugh, she ducked her head, but he dipped his down until she was looking at him again. "You want to know what scared me?" he asked. "Yes"He leaned even closer and slid a hand to the nape of her neck. "The thought of never having those things with you again."-Chloe and Sawyer (Head over Heels)”

“Sure you are," Jack replied. He sashayed up next to me, and yes, it was a sashay, he was far too damn smug for his good looks. Damn me for getting all girly inside at the sight of him coming over to rescue my damsel in distress.Then he became the ultimate man.He picked up the flat spare, looked at it, and said "Yep, it's flat.""What are you, a rocket scientist in your spare time?""Only on the weekends.”

“- 'Music opens your soul, makes you ready.'- 'Ready for what?'- He smiles big. 'Exactly.”