“Sometimes letting go was the best option. Not politically correct, but often necessary.”

“Let me grab my toothbrush and toothpaste and I'll go. Get your eyes off my junk and you'll see that I have your toothbrush and toothpaste in my hand. Oh shit. She raised her gaze only high enough to see, yes indeed, Chase was holding her oral hygiene supplies.”

“Sometimes you're so nice, I can't believe I ever hated you." —Keely to Jack”

“Bran grabbed her sleeve, forcing her to look at him. "What in the hell is goin' on with you?" "What is wrong with me? What is wrong with your goats? They're evil! And they're laughing at me! Look at their smug little goat faces! Go on. Look at them!”

“Channing, come back here.”“No,” she tossed off over her shoulder.“I’m warnin’ you, girl, you don’t want to make me mad.”“Tough shit, tough guy. Suck it up and walk it off.”People around them stopped and stared, nudged each other and chuckled, giving Colby a wide berth.“Last chance,” he yelled.Channing flipped him the bird without turning around. In fact, she ran away from him like her boot heels were smoking.He was going to paddle that sassy little ass but good.”

“Back off, perv! I have a black belt in taekwondoand I will fuck you up if you take another step towardme.”Chase raised his hands in surrender, trying really,really hard to keep his eyes on hers. “Whoa, there,crouching tiger. Let’s just take this down a notch.”

“You ever heard the phrase 'nice guys finish last'? It's true. Been true my whole life. So, maybe it'd be nice for me for a change, if someone thought I was worth fightin' for.”