In the end, the only thing between us was silence.

Arrogance can be deadly.” The corners of his mouth crept up. “But you didn’t hear me say that.

...I need a boyfriend. And to get a boyfriend, you have to look good. Doesn’t hurt to smell good too.

All I can think about is bed.” “We’re sharing the same thought.” “You’re thinking about bed too?” “I’m thinking about YOU in MY bed.

Don't blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there's this new club called civilization and you guys should join.

She cleans a toilet inside and out under a minute. More like terrifying

Don’t start. I saw Marcie climb inside your Jeep.” “She needed a ride.” I adopted a hands-on-hips pose. “What kind of ride?” “Not that kind of ride,” he said slowly.