Life should imitate romance literature far more often.

Sookie," Eric said. I didn't think he'd heard a word. "Yield to me." Well, that was pretty direct.

If it pleases you and you can write at all, it's gonna please somebody else.

It was time to pull my moral socks up and behave myself.

Come on, lover, let's have a look," Eric said, giving me a quick kiss. He jumped off the back porch with me still attached to him—like a large barnacle

Sometimes, instead of going down the road less taken, you just charge down the beaten path.

Hey, our hair's the same color," I said, eyeing us side by side in the mirror. Sure is, Girlfriend." Eric grinned at me. "But are you blond all the way down?" Don't you wish you knew?" Yes," he said simply. Well, you'll just have to wonder." I am," he said. "Blond everywhere," I could tell as much from your chest hair." He raised my arm to check my armpit. "You silly women, shaving your body hair," He said, dropping my arm.