“Sorry, I had to buy you dinner,” I explain while I unwrap half of my brat, like a burrito. “Why’s that?” he asks, taking a bite of his. “My roommate insisted it’s the polite thing to do before I fuck you.” I say it just loud enough for him to hear. He clears his throat, mid chew, then swallows before speaking. A slow, sexy grin follows before he speaks. “Will you call me in the morning?” His eyes flicker with amusement. “No.” I shake my head slowly. “I won’t have left yet, as I’ll be expecting you to make me breakfast after I bought you this expensive dinner”—I signal the brats—“and made you come.”
―
Jana Aston,
Right
“You've got a really charming way with words, Everly. You should write a book or something.” ― Jana Aston, Wrong
“My cervix looks great. Is that a gynecologist pickup line? I laugh internally.” ― Jana Aston, Wrong
“I'm fairly sure I ovulate right then and there.” ― Jana Aston, Wrong
“I snort. So fucking confident, this guy. “I bet. I bet women bend right over this desk for you,” I lean forward and place my hands on the desk and drop one shoulder seductively. “I bet they’re all, ‘Oh, Sawyer, it’s so big. I don’t think it’s gonna fit.’ Newsflash for you. They’re lying. It always fits.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“There’s a hint of a smirk on his face that makes me want to punch him, or watch porn with him. I’m not sure which and it confuses me.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“The front door shuts and I glance up to find Sawyer walking towards me. He’s attractive, I’ll give him that. If you go for tall, incredibly fit men with chiseled jaws and thick dark hair. Which no girl does, ever. It must suck to be him.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“He smells good. Why does he have to smell good? I’m so annoyed. He’s got a hint of stubble across his jaw and I find myself wondering what that would feel like pressed against my neck. Stop thinking. I need to stop thinking. Or start thinking about something else. Like orphaned kangaroos.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“Did he just wish me good luck with getting laid?” ― Jana Aston, Wrong
“Sparks do not fly. Chills do not run through my body. I do not suddenly recognize this man as my soulmate based on a handshake. Such bullshit. His hand is nice though. Firm, large. His thumb caresses the back of my hand and fine, that touch alone is enough to make me recognize that he’s probably good in bed. But that’s it.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“Just so we’re clear, you’re mine.” He smiles in response. “You’re such a little cavewoman.” “I’m serious.” “You’re bewitching.” We stare at each other in a silent standoff until he leans down and kisses me. “Yours,” he agrees when he’s done. “But I thought I made that clear when I hacked your Facebook.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“I love you, Sophie," he repeats and I grin. "Now get your ass back in bed so I can show you how much.” ― Jana Aston, Wrong
“Dating is basically three hours of talking to a stranger, which is stupid, right? I don’t enjoy that. I mean who enjoys that? Who? Who are those people? It’s weird. Dating is weird.” ― Jana Aston, Trust
“But just because you’re attracted to someone doesn’t mean it’s a good idea to act on it. The road to hell is paved with attractive men who radiate sex appeal and look like models from a Polo ad campaign. Or something like that.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“But Chloe loves it, and I love her so I’m willing to do what it takes to spend the day with her.” ― Jana Aston, Trust
“You do realize we are not in a romance novel, right?” ― Jana Aston, Wrong
“So it’s okay for you to stalk Finn, but it’s not okay for me to stalk you? You’re priceless, Everly. I think I’m really going to enjoy you.” “Enjoy me? You don’t have me.” “I will.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“Quick swab and you're done. Your cervix looks great." My cervix looks great. Is that a gynecologist pickup line? I laugh internally.” ― Jana Aston, Wrong
“Any man worthy of you would work for it, Everly. Not sit by passively while you did all” ― Jana Aston, Right
“You've got a really charming way with words, Everly. You should write a book or something.” ― Jana Aston, Wrong
“My cervix looks great. Is that a gynecologist pickup line? I laugh internally.” ― Jana Aston, Wrong
“I'm fairly sure I ovulate right then and there.” ― Jana Aston, Wrong
“I snort. So fucking confident, this guy. “I bet. I bet women bend right over this desk for you,” I lean forward and place my hands on the desk and drop one shoulder seductively. “I bet they’re all, ‘Oh, Sawyer, it’s so big. I don’t think it’s gonna fit.’ Newsflash for you. They’re lying. It always fits.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“There’s a hint of a smirk on his face that makes me want to punch him, or watch porn with him. I’m not sure which and it confuses me.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“The front door shuts and I glance up to find Sawyer walking towards me. He’s attractive, I’ll give him that. If you go for tall, incredibly fit men with chiseled jaws and thick dark hair. Which no girl does, ever. It must suck to be him.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“He smells good. Why does he have to smell good? I’m so annoyed. He’s got a hint of stubble across his jaw and I find myself wondering what that would feel like pressed against my neck. Stop thinking. I need to stop thinking. Or start thinking about something else. Like orphaned kangaroos.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“Did he just wish me good luck with getting laid?” ― Jana Aston, Wrong
“Sparks do not fly. Chills do not run through my body. I do not suddenly recognize this man as my soulmate based on a handshake. Such bullshit. His hand is nice though. Firm, large. His thumb caresses the back of my hand and fine, that touch alone is enough to make me recognize that he’s probably good in bed. But that’s it.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“Just so we’re clear, you’re mine.” He smiles in response. “You’re such a little cavewoman.” “I’m serious.” “You’re bewitching.” We stare at each other in a silent standoff until he leans down and kisses me. “Yours,” he agrees when he’s done. “But I thought I made that clear when I hacked your Facebook.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“I love you, Sophie," he repeats and I grin. "Now get your ass back in bed so I can show you how much.” ― Jana Aston, Wrong
“Dating is basically three hours of talking to a stranger, which is stupid, right? I don’t enjoy that. I mean who enjoys that? Who? Who are those people? It’s weird. Dating is weird.” ― Jana Aston, Trust
“But just because you’re attracted to someone doesn’t mean it’s a good idea to act on it. The road to hell is paved with attractive men who radiate sex appeal and look like models from a Polo ad campaign. Or something like that.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“But Chloe loves it, and I love her so I’m willing to do what it takes to spend the day with her.” ― Jana Aston, Trust
“You do realize we are not in a romance novel, right?” ― Jana Aston, Wrong
“So it’s okay for you to stalk Finn, but it’s not okay for me to stalk you? You’re priceless, Everly. I think I’m really going to enjoy you.” “Enjoy me? You don’t have me.” “I will.” ― Jana Aston, Right
“Quick swab and you're done. Your cervix looks great." My cervix looks great. Is that a gynecologist pickup line? I laugh internally.” ― Jana Aston, Wrong
“Any man worthy of you would work for it, Everly. Not sit by passively while you did all” ― Jana Aston, Right
