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The phone in my hand buzzed, demanding my attention, and a text flashed on the screen. It was from Cletus and the sight made my heart lurch and twist, a pining ache stealing my breath. As I scrolled through my notifications, I noticed several texts. Cletus: I'm sorry. I was wrong, you were right. Cletus: I just realized you probably don't have your phone. Cletus: I think I'm going to make myself useful by retrieving your phone. Cletus: I ju..
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You want to know what you are to me? Fine. You're my beginning, middle, and end.
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And, when it was time for Meg to give her statement, I punched her in the face.
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Italians who speak Italian should be illegal, or at least come with warning labels - may make your panties explode.
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You can't just go around giving people cars. You're not Oprah.
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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, rants, facts, contrivances, and incidents are either the product of the author's questionable imagination or are used factitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons (living, dead, or undead), events, or locales is entirely coincidental, if not somewhat disturbing and/or concerning.
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What are we doing?" I asked, feeling restless. "Taking comfort." That made me smile, so I peered up at him. "You're taking comfort in me?" "Yes." My smile grew and I closed my eyes, giving myself over to the moment. Gradually, I heard a symphony of sounds rise around us. Wind played through the grass, rustled the small but plentiful leaves of a nearby lonely oak. Crickets and other insects chirped and hummed. I felt the beat of Jethro's hea..
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People were, essentially, the secrets they kept.
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Everyone knows that in real life, fictionally handsome men are vacuous vessels of Satan.
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However, the more stressful my situation is, the less I think about it, or anything related to it. At present , I thought about how the elevators were like mechanical horses, and I wondered if anyone loved them or named them.
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It wasn't my finest moment, but I rolled my eyes and actually huffed. "Fine, don't answer. I don't even know why I asked." "No, I am not having sex with anyone." "Oh." I shrugged nonchalantly, but for some reason his response filled me with glee. It was as if a unicorn had appeared beneath a double rainbow and started tap dancing."
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What do you call each other? What are your pet names? Dearest? Turtledove? Thor? Herr Handsome of my heart? Lizard of my labia? Captain of my clitoris?
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You took one commercial flight, Steven. One." "Shhh!" he pressed his finger to his lips and loud whispered, "He'll hear you." I glanced to my right and left. "Who will hear me?" "Manuel, the plane." --
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I think men will always be arrested on some level by the idea of owning their spouse, of completely possessing the woman they love, of having her unquestioning trust and obedience and admiration. But most importantly, of actually being a man that deserves it all. And I think women--though they are loathe to admit it--fundamentally want to be possessed.
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He reminded me of the Viking god Thor, if Thor had been a reclusive federal game warden from Texas with excellent manners.
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This is the tattoo of life decisions." "Tattoo of life decisions?" "Yes. Tattoo. Marriage is the forever and permanent branding of one person to another. Sure, you can get it removed - but it's expensive, it's a process, and you're never the same after. You're scarred. It's always a part of you, visible or not. You get a tattoo with the intention of a life-long commitment. You have to defend its existence and take ownership of it in front..
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Dance with me." Blinking, first at his offered palm and then at his features, I asked, "Why?" Not immediately replying, he reached for me, pulled me to my feet, and slid an arm around my waist. I allowed him to hold my body against his, fit our hands together, and sway to the lovely music. Begrudgingly, I admitted to myself he had great rhythm. Someone had taught him to dance. Jehtro dipped his mouth to my ear, his beard tickling my neck as..
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What is your least favorite part of the male anatomy?" "Uh...what?" "Come on." I nudged her shoulder. "You have to have a least favorite part." Marie stared at me for a beat then blinked rapidly. "Really? I just pour out my heart to you and...." "Balls," Ashley announced unceremoniously from her place on the floor. Elizabeth snickered. "Oh, my lord." Marie covered her face with her hands and shook her head. I ignored her and leaned closer t..
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Nothing was worse than a handsome guy who became an ignorant toad when he spoke.
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All girls should be treated with respect regardless of whether or not they're virgins. Being a virgin doesn't make me any more or less worthwhile than a non-virgin.
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Listen to me for one fucking second, okay?" I also whispered, but only because he was whispering, "Only if you stop using the f-word like you get paid royalties every time you say it." "I'll fucking use whatever fucking word I want to fucking use whenever I fucking want to."
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You're disgusting and that's completely misogynistic. What if the hook-up girl is using you just as much as you're using her? What if she's just having fun? This is the problem with society. When a guy sleeps around, he's sewing oats. When a girl does it, she's a hook-up girl.
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Over the years I'd learned absence doesn't make the heart grow fonder. The heart becomes wary, somnolent and cynical during periods of prolonged absence, burdened with cares and fears borne in solitude. However, absence does make the body greedy and irrationally amorous with frustrated need.
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Don't Drink and DERIVE, Alcohol and Calculus Don't Mix
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Dan was shorter than me, especially as I was wearing sky blue silk stilettos. He appeared to be my age or a few years older,stocky, and thick necked with swirling tattoos just visible beneath the blue collar of his uniform.Dan gave me a plain once over as he walked me to an elevator and placed his palm against a glass screen. The screen retracted to reveal keypad. Dan then punched in a series of numbers and he said- "You're very big."I gave..
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I wondered what steps I could take to remove the word 'moisture' or even 'moist' from the English language; I really hated the way it sounded and always went out of my way to avoid saying it. I also really didn't like the word slacks
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Me want Martin flavored cookie! Me want cookie now!!
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Little did he know, I possessed no feminine wiles. Only the willies and the hibby jibbies.
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Life is a struggle for relevancy.
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I'd kiss you but I don't want our beards to tangle.
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It's seductive, to live in a virtual space, especially when the real world isn't what you want it to be.
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You are so adorable. I just want to take you home and put you in my pocket." I'd prefer her pants, but I guess I'd settle for her pocket"
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We all belong to ourselves, until we have children. Then our children lease us for as long as they want.
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Greg crossed to me, his gaze moving in a slow, cherishing path over my features. "If you knew how I saw you, how I think of you, your ego would become unmanageable."
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Elizabeth, in your own misguided, crazy, PMSing-woman way, I think you've been trying to be nice." My mouth fell open. "Hey!" "You're just not very good at being nice. It's not a strength of yours." "I can't believe you just said that." "You should work on it. You should compliment me more, tell me I look pretty." I hit him on the shoulder even as I laughed. "You're an idiot." "And you're beautiful."
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Attending to injustice, no matter how small, is always a worthy cause.
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Stop it." Cletus snapped his fingers in front of our faces. "I hate it when you two mind-meld through your eyeballs."
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Not sure if it was compliment, or an insult, or a complisult
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Crap. She's going to cry. This was a situation that required neutralizing. I placed my hand over hers and gave her a squeeze. "There, there." Fruit cake. "Calm down--"
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Who is your famous crush? If a super-hot Hollywood actor who also happened to be a great person wanted to take you home--and the lights stayed on during the deed--what would you do? I mean, not in theory. Honestly, what would you do?" Claire looked at me for a long moment then asked, "Would I get a heads up a few months ahead of time? So I could eat low carb and start working out?" "No." "Then, honestly, I'd run the other way."
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If you know who you are, rejection matters very little. It says more about the small-mindedness of the person who is doing the rejecting than it does about you.
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In all honesty, I'd enjoyed the horse ride more than the man ride. At least the horse had been a stallion. Looking back, my lab TA was more like a Shetland pony--hairy and small.
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Nico flinched and pain flickered within his green eyes. He struck the wall next to my head, causing me to jump. "I don't want to be fair! I'm not interested in being nice! You're right. I'm playing games with you and I'm playing dirty because I want you, I you, to be with you, to hear your voice, your laugh, to hold you, to touch you . . ."
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It's nice to hear your voice...?" The statement came out sounding like a question, as though I were playing jeopardy and I'd chosen my category- 'I'll take 'Charming Chit Chat' for $200, Alex' and behind the $200 read: 'This is what you say to the hot guy- you abandoned- when he returns after you inexplicably leave him and his private jet in Las Vegas after having amazing and multiple occurrences of the hot sex."
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