You’re here.” “I am.” Jason boldly took in the way she looked. “I take it you don’t often wear that dress in court.” “Probably not a good idea.” He grinned. “Yes, I can imagine it would be somewhat awkward standing before a judge who has a huge hard-on.” “Is that the effect this dress has?” Taylor’s eyes traveled downward, to the zipper of Jason’s pants, and he was momentarily caught off guard by her bluntness. Her eyes sparkled, amused. “You’re blushing, Jason. That’s cute.

Oh God, baby...love me.

I realized that the one person who could break my heart is the only one who should have it.

Wow. Clearly, I need to find myself an ex-con. Since prison is probably the only place in this city I haven’t looked for Mr. Right yet.

You are not just a big-picture girl for me, Brooke Parker. You’re the only picture.

I’m not sure I trust myself around you I liked you from the start, J.D. I really wish things had been different, that's all.

I think that for him, I'd risk everything.” ~ Taylor