What flaw could you possibly find in his appearance?" "His posture," Hannah muttered. "What about it?" "He slouches." "He's an American. They all slouch. The weight of their wallets drags them over.

... I discovered life sometimes has a way of giving you what you need, but not in the form you expect.

Was parenting ever going to get easier? Did you ever reach a point where you could stop worrying?

I feel like I've been shut in a closet, and he's on the other side, and he doesn't have the key to unlock the door.

Bad divorce?" Hardy asked, his gaze falling to my hands. I realized I was clutching my purse in a death grip. “No, the divorce was great,” I said. “It was the marriage that sucked.

I’m not short. I’m…vertically disadvantaged.

I want to fill every part of you, breathe the air from your lungs and leave my handprints on your soul. I want to give you more pleasure than you can bear.