Statistics show that men are interested in three things: careers, sports, and sex. That's why they love professional cheerleaders.Cal put down his fork Well, that's sexist.Yes i know, she said. But it...
Sorry. I forgot your lust for small talk. And how have you been in the fourteen hours since we last spoke, eight of which you were sleeping?
Sophie held the [hand]cuffs higher, hopint to instill some sense of shame, if not in him, then at least in herself. One look at him and she wanted him again. I found them in the bed.That makes sense,...
So I’ve been sexy all these years? Why hasn’t anybody noticed? Because you dress like you hate your body, Cal said. Sexy is in your head and you don’t feel sexy so you don’t look it.
She was setting out china cups in their saucers, her long pale hands almost the same color as the cream china. How do you take yours?Four creams, two sugars, Riley said, still mesmerized by her.She st...
She slid out from under his arm, and picked up his shirt from the floor. When she put it on, it failed to meet in the middle over her chest. that always worked in the movies, she thought, disgusted, a...
She lives in the feminist wishful-thinking world, as the Village Voice called it, dreamed up by creator Amy Sherman Palladino, where single moms raise brilliant daughters and men are nothing more than...
She has a perfect kiss, Roger said, looking out the window, probably in what he thought was Bonnie’s direction. Did you ever kiss like that, where everything was exactly right and it just blew the top...
Say it, she said, and he said, I love you. I’ll always love you. Forever. It’s a life sentence. Now put the damn ring on.
Right this way, Emilio said, wincing. He showed them to the best table by the window, slid Min into a bentwood chair, and then stopped by Cal long enough to say under his breath, I sent the servers ho...
Quinn talked with her entire body: arms, eyes, shoulders, mouth. She was performance art, so alive that sometimes he argued with her just so he could watch her flush and gesture.
One hot August Thursday afternoon, Maddie Farady reached under the front seat of her husband's Cadillac and pulled out a pair of black lace underpants. They weren't hers.
On the very outside chance that we might play again, you should know that pool is the closest thing I have to a religion. Don't ever throw a game with me again.
Oh, Jake said. So, this is what you want? No, Kate said. But this is what I’ve got.
Nobody in my life has ever known me the way you do. Nobody in my life has ever made me feel as good as you do. You know me, you know everything about me, and when you leave me, you're going to be leav...
My studies have shown that the process of falling into mature love happens in four steps. When you meet a woman, you subconsciously look for cues that she's the kind os person you should be with. That...
Leave it to the army to mechanize an erection. Laugh now, funny girl, Shane said. That’s gonna be a bridge in about a minute. And that bridge can hold over sixty tons, Carpenter said. So it’s a strong...
Lane and Zack got hitched. So while it might not be very punk rock to be too young to drink legally at your own wedding, it’s certainly handy to have the thumbs up from God to get laid.
Jane Austen was born before those bonds which (we are told) protected women from the truth were burst by the Brontës or elaborately untied by George Eliot.… Jane Austen may have been protected from tr...
Jake ignored him and went on. If I ever do hook up with anybody again - and I sincerely doubt that I will, so wipe that hopeful look off your face - it will be with someone who thinks that being with...