“Hunt looked like a man who had visited many woman's beds and knew exactly what to do in them.”

“One glance and I knew exactly who and what he was. The classic alpha male, the kind who had spurred evolution forward about five million years ago by nailing every female in sight. They charmed, seduced, and behaved like bastards, and yet women were biologically incapable of resisting their magic DNA.”

“Nikki," she whispered, "are you going to visit my bed tonight?""Is that an invitation?"Emma paused in her playful kissing "would you like it in writing?”

“The guy who broke up with me... he was exactly like you, in the beginning. Charming, and nice. They're all like you in the beginning. But I always end up like this. And I can't do it anymore.”

“The truth is, you can never really know a man until you've loaned him money. And you can never know a woman until you've slept in her bed.”

“Zoe gave him a look that was difficult to interpret. Eventually she asked, "What makes you sure I couldn't handle you?"She didn't know what she was asking for, from a man who couldn't remember what it was like to be innocent. Lightly gripping her hair, Alex forced her face close to his. The blond curls danced around his fingers and tickled the backs of his hands. " I 'm a bastard in bed, Zoe," he said quietly. " I 'm selfish and mean as the devil. I have to have all the control. And I 'm...not nice”

“Anyone who had ever read a novel knew that governesses were supposed to be meek and downtrodden.”