Bigger room, darling. Like I said, we need a bigger room.

I moved up beside Jamie."I have to go." She frowned at me. "Where?" I pressed a hand to the bottom of my belly. "My bladder.It-" Ah." She gave a small laugh. "We interrupt this life-or-death situation for a pregnancy pee break. Don't see that in the movies, do you?

Why is it that every time a girl says a guy is bothering her, it's fluffed off with oh, he just likes you, as if that makes it okay?

What's the woman doing there?" he asked. "Covering a scratch on the hood. She was cheaper than a new paint job." He flipped through a few more pages of barely dressed women and classic cars. "Nick used to have magazines like this when we were kids. But without the cars." He rotated a photo sideways. "Or the bathing suits.

I'm behind you." I spun to see Derek. "I can't win," he said. "You're as skittish as a kitten.

If you say ‘we’re in this together,’ I’m going to hurl.

I understand that I may make mistakes with characters who don't share my own background, but I commit to doing my best.