“Wow, you got a car!" she said, surveying the toy box. "it's so cute!"Cute. He was starting to hate that word."I think the word you're looking for is manly," he said.”

“Cute? You think he's cute? What's cute about him?...Well, yes. He's got that smile, that really bad boy smile, and a great backside.On page eighty of the relationship manual, it clearly states, you cannot look at another man's backside, especially if you think it's great.”

“Romeo was cute …” “Cute?” Alessandro rolled his eyes. “What kind of man is cute?” “… and an excellent dancer …” “Romeo had feet of lead! He said so himself!” “… but most importantly,” I concluded, “he had nice hands!”

“But he's so cute when he gets all determined and commanding, isn't he?" ... "It's not cute, it's very manly!”

“If you start climbing on car hoods, I think I might marry you."I rolled my eyes and straightened, giving my head one more shake. "Done."He stared at me. "You're cute.""You're weird.”

“You've got the holy trinity of what a girl wants, she said. Cute, smart, funny. I don't think you realize that.”