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“They all eyeballed the last muffin.
“How about we split if four ways?” Kylie suggested.
Elle produced a pocketknife.
“What the hell is that?” Kylie asked.
“I always carry a knife,” Elle said. “You know, in case of having to split a muffin in four pieces. And don’t look shocked. You carry dangerous tools yourelf. Yesterday I watched you use a huge jigsaw like it was nothing.”
“Yes, but that was for work,” Kylie said. “Although you’ve got a point about being able to split a muffin. I bet I could do that with a jigsaw in an emergency.”
― Jill Shalvis, Chasing Christmas Eve

“Who’s a good boy,” Willa was saying to the dog in a light, silly voice that had the dog panting happily into her face.

“That’s right,” she cooed, “you are, aren’t you? Aren’t you a good boy?”

“Well I don’t like to brag,” Keane said, leaning against the doorjamb. “But I do have my moments.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“It wasn’t entirely his fault that he was so emotionally challenged, she thought, putting a hand on his jaw. “You’re so pretty, Joe. It’s really a shame that you’re such a dumbass.”
― Jill Shalvis, About That Kiss

“It was incredibly hard to hold on to resentment for someone when you’d had your tongue down their throat. Plus, he kissed like magic.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe