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Jill Shalvis Quotes

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“Love is when someone puts you on a pedestal and yet when you fall, they're there to catch you anyway.' - Tara Daniels”
Jill Shalvis, The Sweetest Thing

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“I gave you sympathy. *I* want sympathy!"

"Are you kidding me? You have the sexiest man on the planet wanting you. You're getting laid regularly. No sympathy for you!”
Jill Shalvis, Simply Irresistible

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“Oh my God," Maddie whispered, horrified. "I rented him that boat. Does that make me a murderer?"

Tara's heart clutched. "He's not dead yet."

"Hurry," Maddie called to Ford. "I can't be the one who killed Tara's ex!" I look terrible in orange!”
Jill Shalvis, The Sweetest Thing

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“Logan, why aren't you wearing protection?"

The radio crackled, and then came Logan's voice. "I have 'protection' in my bag," he said. "But as much as I don't want to say this, darlin', now's not the time to be asking if I'm carrying condoms. I have problems."

"A life vest, Logan! I'm asking where's your life vest!"

"Oh," he said. "I knew that.”
Jill Shalvis, The Sweetest Thing

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“It was on the table when I got here," Matt said in his defense.

Josh eyed the open [Cosmo] magazine. "You don't already know how to satisfy your boyfriends in bed?"

Matt ignored this. "Did either of you know there's ninety-nine ways to give a blow job? That's ninety-nine nights of blow jobs."

"Look at you with the math skills," Josh said.

Matt flipped him off while Ty flipped the page. "'How to Give Your Hoo-Ha a Spa Day.' Huh," he said. "I didn't know a woman's hoo-ha needed a spa day.”
Jill Shalvis, Forever and a Day

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“Arf! Arf, arf, arf!"

Oh, Jesus, the Antichrist's barking was going to split open his head.

"Quiet, Tank," Grace said. "Toby, baby, grab him and put him in the laundry room, please. Anna, good, you're back. Get a phone in case we need to call nine-one-one."

"Got it," Anna said, sounding so unusually shaken that Josh did open his eyes. Look at that, Antichrist number two was worried about him. Nice change.”
Jill Shalvis, Forever and a Day

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“Look,” she said, “apparently you bring out my inner slut. I’m not going to thank you for that.”
Wyatt smiled that sexy smile of his. “I could make you.”
She pointed a finger at his nose. And then lowered it so it was pointed at another part of his anatomy entirely. “Don’t even think about it.”
“Oh, I won’t,” he said silkily. “But you will.”
And she knew he was right.”
Jill Shalvis, Then Came You

Jill Shalvis
“Why do you get to act all crazy over a guy and I don't?" Anna asked.

"You have to earn the crazy," Grace said. "You're not old enough yet.”
Jill Shalvis

Jill Shalvis
“Wyatt should’ve looked ridiculous sitting on the floor, leaning into the crate making
kissykiss noises at the cat, but he didn’t. He looked … mouthwatering. “Hey, sweet thing,” he said in a low cajoling voice. “Come on out. I’ll gonna love you up, I promise. You know you want some of that.”

“Oh, please,” Emily said on a laugh to cover up the fact that her bones melted at the
sound of him. “That’s never going to work—“

But hell if the cat didn’t shift ever so slightly closer to Wyatt and sniff at him.
Wyatt flashed both Sweetie and Emily a smile. “Aw, that’s it,” he crooned to the
suspicious, wary cat. “Come on, baby girl, all the way. I’ll be good to you, I promise.”

Emily laughed again, even as she felt her nipples tighten. She crossed her arms over her
chest. “Honestly, Wyatt, no selfrespecting female – cat or woman – is going to—”
Jill Shalvis, Then Came You

Jill Shalvis
“It was on the table when I got here," Matt said in his defense.

Josh eyed the open magazine. "You don't already know how to satisfy your boyfriends in bed?"

Matt ignored this. "Did either of you know there's ninety-nine ways to give a blow job? That's ninety-nine nights of blow jobs."

"Look at you with the math skills," Josh said.

Matt flipped him off while Ty flipped the page. "'How to Give Your Hoo-Ha a Spa Day.' Huh," he said. "I didn't know a woman's hoo-ha needed a spa day.”
Jill Shalvis

Jill Shalvis
“Look,” she said, “apparently you bring out my inner slut. I’m not going to thank you for that.”

Wyatt smiled that sexy smile of his. “I could make you.”

She pointed a finger at his nose. And then lowered it so it was pointed at another part of his anatomy entirely. “Don’t even think about it.”

“Oh, I won’t,” he said silkily. “But you will.”

And she knew he was right.”
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