She was an idiot. An adorable, gorgeous, feisty, funny, sweet, sexy idiot.
You realise you’re going to owe me dinner after this, right?”“How does McDonald’s sound?”“Inadequate.
If I let you go are you going to hit me again?”“What do you think?”“Then I’m not going to let you go.
Put me down, I’m too heavy.”“You’re small enough to fit in my pocket.
She didn’t sound overjoyed. She didn’t sound even slightly joyed.
He couldn’t just come right out with it, could he? No, that would scare her off. He had to be subtle, build up to it. Explain himself. “I love you.” Of course, straight to the point was also an effective strategy.
Three Denises wobbled in front of her, all of them watching her with fond concern. “You’re a sweetie. I appreciate you cheering me on from the sidelines. But I think I need to go to the bathroom now and throw up.
Just leave me alone, I want to be alone,” she said when Jack tried to open the car door. She hit the lock, and wound the window up. Since the roof was down, it was a fairly pointless exercise.
Forgive me for being the stupidest man on the planet?”“Careful. You’re talking about the man I love.
New hair, new clothes-the classic relationship break-up makeover,” Jake said. breaking up with Sam. He just didn’t know it.
Don’t freak out, I’m getting into the bed,” he said.
Sadly, however, the sight of her generous D cups no longer sparked an ounce of interest from Little Sam, the man in charge of social activities.
Suddenly he caught his reflection in the mirror behind her. His face was twisted into a dark scowl, and he was standing there naked, with a boner, and another man’s business card in his hand.He looked like a dick.
Later she would think about how he’d snuck up on her so silently. The man was on crutches – what was he, a ninja or something?
Poppy: What makes you think I’m having dinner with you?Jake: Because you can’t sit in your room and eat ice cream and chips two nights in a row. You’ll get scurvy. You need vitamin C.
I’m not too heavy?” she asked. He had just come off crutches, after all.Sophie, you’re practically a midget,” he reminded her.
One of the best lovers in Hollywood. What would a title like that encompass exactly? she wondered. Technique? Enthusiasm? Or was it more about equipment?
Lucus?”She found him on the bed in the master suite, lying with his arms crossed behind his head, glaring at the ceiling as though it had done him wrong in some way.
New hair, new clothes-the classic relationship break-up makeover,” Jake
I have sex,” Grace shrugged.I meant with a man,” Claudia said dryly.Now why would I ruin something so good by inviting a man along?” Grace asked.
[Jack] checked his watch, then returned to studying her back. damn if she didn’t have a nice back, too – smooth, unblemished skin, nicely shaped vert