“Mr. Latino with the big ego got bested by a ditzy, blond bimbo.”

“You’ve got a big ego, Fuentes.”“That’s not all I’ve got.”

“-You think I’ve got a big ego and an attitude problem?-I don’t think you do, Carlos. I know it. Unfortunately, it’s a Fuentes flaw.-I’d call it an asset. It’s what makes us Fuentes brothers irresistible.Carlos and Brittany”

“Did I ever tell you that Alex loves you so much he got your name tattooed all over his body? Hell, he even got your name branded into the back of his neck.""They say 'LB,' Carlos. The initials for Latino Blood.""No, no, no. You've got it all wrong. He wants everyone to think that, but in reality it means Lover of Brittany. LB, get it?”

“Didn't you learn anything from my mistakes?" he asks.Shit, when Alex was in the Latino Blood back in Chicago I worshiped him. "You don't want to hear my answer to that.”

“Do you ever lose the ego?” Westford asks me.“Yeah.” When his daughter kisses me, my ego flies out the window.”

“Listen, I don't want to be an asshole to you,' I say. So much for the Alex Fuentes Show.'I know. It's your image, what Alex Fuentes is all about. It's your brand, your logo... dangerous, deadly, hot and sexy Mexican. I wrote the book on creating an image. I wasn't aiming for the blonde bimbo look, though. More like the perfect, untouchable look.'Woah. Rewind. Brittany called me hot and sexy.... 'You do realize you called me hot.''As if you didn't know.'I didn't know Brittany Ellis considered me hot. 'For the record, I thought you were untouchable. But now that I know you think I'm a hot, sexy Mexican god...''I never said the word "god,"'I put my finger to my lips. 'Shh. Let me enjoy this fantasy for a minute.' I closed my eyes.”