My first job entailed spending a summer working in a cornfield in Nebraska.

He grinned. “Busted. I’m a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless — and shockingly handsome — alter ego.” “And I’m on top of it,” she announced with witty triumph. “Is that a Freudian slip?” His bluntness caught her off guard. A self-conscious blush rose in her face.

Her hair was strawberry blond, and she had the shape of a popsicle stick: turn her sideways and she practically disappeared.

I’m not going anywhere near a motel with you.

I take that back. If Hank wants to shoot Scott, he has my blessing.

There was nothing wrong with fire … as long as you didn’t stand too close. Something to keep in mind.

They said the moment I fell in love with you was the moment you'd leave.