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You wouldn't believe how hard it was, keeping my eyes on his face. The struggle was real.

On screen, a hockey game raged on, the someones against the someone else's.

There was dick as far as the eye could see. And

Aah, man. Forty-one was far too fucking old for love at first sight.
He might as well throw himself at her feet and be done with it.

God, I hated people who smirked. Apparently, I also wanted to lick them all over ...

Who ever said the heart was smart or that it followed directions?

Then his lips curved into a small droll smile. And that smile? It was lovely. Wonder

Whatever else he might be, Jimmy Ferris was special and complicated, beautiful and beastly, all rolled into one.

There wasn't enough room in me for all the feelings he inspired.

I married you, Evelyn, because you made sense to me. We make sense. We're a whole lot better together than apart.

It's fate, Anne. Written in the stars. Leave it the fuck alone.

She's a Portland girl. So I guess that makes us in-laws. Be gentle with me, yeah?

When something is no longer working, changing your plans is not giving up. It's not failure.

Stupid Jimmy Ferris and his amazing mouth and penis. Who needed him? Not me, I could look after myself.

Don't make me kill you at this hour in the morning Jimmy. It's not civilized.

Oh, yeah. You're the best," I grinned back at him.
"Pumpkin, hello. Of course I am!

apparently someone had diddled away their shift at the prophylactics factory and here we were. Pregnant.

Tell me I'm right again. Slowly this time. Really draw out the words, play it up for me. Feel free to pant in between if it feels natural.

Bitches be everywhere.

You are a constant fucking delight. I don't think anyone could ever doubt that.

David had apparently been busy writing more songs about the glory of doing his wife.
Ah, true love and stuff.

Fortunately, my care factor was now dangerously close to fuck-it levels.

How'd you get through yesterday, though?"
"Running away, you, sarcasm, violence, and last but not least, tequila.

He played with abandon and he looked like a god.

As eyebrows went, Nell's lest one was particularly vocal.

Dicks don't have brains. It's why men get into trouble

A wounded heart was apparently no competition for an overeager vagina.

I like to embarrass myself horribly now and then," I said. "It keeps life interesting.

Even with the head start, he was gaining fast. Given he liked jogging and I liked pie, this was to be expected.

The thing is, sometimes, you just have to teach people a lesson. Either that or resort to homicide, and I'd rather not go to jail.

Seriously, I fucking love your wife, man. She's awesome. Can I have her?

What people do at tables." Strong hands held my legs apart. "Eating.

No wonder so many marriages ended in divorce. Marriage sucked and husbands were the worse.

You're a friend of Ev's and Lauren's. We talked. I tackled you. We rolled around on the floor together. It was a real bonding experience.

You're my girl. You gotta know that.

The first male to pee on me, however, would pay with his balls.

Yeah, you're right. I'm a real misunderstood sweetheart.

Outside, with the exception of the occasional horny bug sending out its booty call,

Truth be told, my emergency escape plan was a little flawed. At least I'd made it over the fence.

What say we call it a night. Find someplace safe to hole up and practice our repopulation methods. Do it for our country. What do you think?

I was going to kill him. Slowly. Strangle him with the overpriced thong. A fitting death for a rock star.

Time is irrelevant where the heart is concerned.

Yes, I know. Shock horror. A single woman regularly indulging in casual sex.

It wasn't like I could see anything through the keyhole. Let's pretend I didn't try.

Life could be a strange and beautiful thing sometimes. Other times it was just a disaster. But sometimes beauty won out.

Men sucked more than any known creature.

Qualified or not, I was all he had.

Thank god for coffee. Coffee understood. Coffee was my friend.

We've broken my bed," I said, stating the obvious.
"In battle, sacrifices must be made, pumpkin.

I don't need to conform to your ideas of beauty

Why don't you go back to LA?"
"My wife lives in Portland.

Sometimes, when you're not being a jerk, I like you so much it hurts. I like the way your true self comes out when you think no one else is looking.

His eyes were the darkest blue. They couldn't be real. Frankly, those eyes were overkill. I'd have swooned perfectly fine without them.

Feeling a little emotional, huh? I petted his hair. That's okay. It was an emotional blow job.

Why does it always come down to sex with women in the media?

I just want you to know, I will not be falling slave to your devil dick and demon tongue. No matter how good they are.

I'm not going to give my love a set of flimsy fucking brushes, am I? Only long, hard, phallic shaped things will do for a girl of her appetites.

Life is hard. Terrible things happen. We all have feelings. We're all just flesh and blood, trying to do our best.

Wait, was that Mal Ericson from Stage Dive?
Fuck a duck, it was.

Nice enough?" he asked, tendons tightening in his neck like he intended to Hulk out on me. "Did you just call my kiss 'nice enough'?

That smile could move mountains. It could also break hearts.

Crazy was a bit of a whore, god bless her.

If you love your girl? Buy her books.

I needed new panties and a heart transplant.

The truth is, I'm all about you, Lena. You're my best friend. You're my girl.

Fun times. Broken hearted people really did need to just be left the fuck alone. We're not suitable company for anyone.

I am a vicious and unrepentant killer who should be locked up. With him, my idiot boyfriend.

Life was too short to take shit. Let people walk all over you and you got what you deserved.

Was there anything more wonderful than sending someone home with a book you loved? No, there was not.

Seriously, honey," I said. "Your manners are appalling. Go fuck yourself.

Throw one more thing, Jimmy, and I'll shove my three-inch heel so far up your ass you'll need a surgical team to extract it.

You know you can fly. If you can't, imagine the thrill of the fall.

No way. I still get these horrible flashbacks of that night and wake up crying, terrified that some sexed-up howler monkey is going to attack me.

People fucking love their own opinions and are all too happy to throw 'em at you, whether you ask or not. You have to be happy with yourself.

Sometimes hiding really was the best response if you hoped to have any dignity left come morning.

Pumpkin, stop rubbing your ass against me. We gotta go! I don't have time to do you now. Prioritize, woman.

Verbally sparring with Jimmy was fast becoming more fun than I'd had with most other men naked. Which was sad. Real sad.

Life's a song, Anne. Let's play.

Plus, you'll be healthier. Everyone wins." "I'm healthy. I eat fruit." "In pie doesn't count.

It is. I'm your boyfriend now, which
means there's no room for your hipster admirer. He'll just have to lick his wounds while we lick other things.

If you love your girl? Buy her books." A

Surely it was all some silly mistake. No one with a mouth so talented and blessed could possibly have behaved like a thoughtless bastard. A

I stared at him, memorizing every detail for a later date, when I didn't want to burn him down or burst into tears.

I don't want to take your freedom. I just want a place in your world. An important one.

You can be confused later. But come on my face now, please?

How great it would be to have him as the last thing I saw each night. To wake up to him every morning, lying by my side.

It's you and me against the world.

Yes, your sofa is cunningly hidden down the front of my dress. You won't believe where I fit the TV." Again,

I'd never needed to know that my sister was a screamer. Never. That Mal was a screamer too just kind of confused me.

my oral sex skills are off the chart. I know all about getting dirty down under. Let me show you, pretty please?

If I needed your help kidnapping our Anne here and making her drink with me, would that be a problem?

So this was what having friends involved. Maybe I should just get a pet rock or something. A plant, maybe. Anything incapable of answering back. Once

He'd smashed my heart, thrown me out, and moved on with being the rock 'n' roll bad boy.
"Fuck him," I whispered.

Lord of the Sex strikes again!

Warm breath hit my most secret female flesh. Okay, enough fancy talk, it was my vagina.

Mother of God, it's huuuuge!" "I know." "No, seriously." "I know." "Fuck me. I think I'm about to pee myself

Bad boys were highly overrated.

Damn, he was good. I'd been professionally sullied without a single item of clothing removed.

I think I'm going to start charging you extra for lies. Someone needs to pay for the stain on my soul.

He held his hand to my heart again and bumped the tip of his nose against mine. Can you feel what we're doing here? We're building something.