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Men exist because a vibrator can't fix a flat tire. On second thought, I should just buy a AAA card.

Jill Shalvis

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Jill Shalvis
Age: 54
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the United States of America
Men
Tire
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Flats
Cards
Exist
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Two of my fav pieces of wisdom from Phoebe: - Men are like parking spots. All the good ones are taken, and those that aren't are inaccessible. - Remember, it's always better to be the smartass rather than the dumbass.
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I'm done waiting. Done doing things the easy way and letting things happen as they will. Her heart caught. What does that mean? It means this is too important to let slip away again. You're too important. He leaned back against the truck with a low grunt of effort, eyes dark, jaw clenched. I love you too, Tara.
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He turned to shut and lock the door, then came close, his gaze touching her features. “I missed you, Holly.” Her heart caught painfully. The poor organ seemed to be getting quite the workout lately.
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Never do anything that you don’t want to have to explain to 9-1-1 personnel.
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If things don’t seem right, try going left.” – Chloe Traeger
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A thong. God bless the thong. He hooked his fingers in the silk sides and tugged, rolling the silk down her legs until it hit the floor, his favorite place for panties.
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Heat skittered through her belly, then directly south. “Sawyer.” In answer, he brought his head up and kissed her. Deep, hungry, tasting her in a purposely slow, thorough manner before pulling back to once again look into her eyes. Oh, God. “Sawyer, what are we doing?” she whispered. He shook his head. “No f#cking clue.
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I’m already yours. Always have been. All you have to do is step into the ring.
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Go away. I hate everyone right now, and I'm pretty sure that includes you.
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When everyone just shook their heads, he unbuttoned his shirt and, oh good Lord, shrugged out of it, bunching it up to slip beneath her head like a pillow. Don’t look at him, she told herself. Don’t look— She looked. Sweet Jesus.
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The smile made her want to hug him, and maybe love him up some more. Stupid smile.
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If it’s going to be two against one, make sure you aren’t the one.
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Smile...it makes people wonder what you're up to.
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You said you'd kiss me if I lost Tank. - - You want me to kiss you? Oh boy. You were happy I'd lost your puppy? He was looking like he was still thinking about smiling as he glanced down at Tank, tucked under his arm. No. That would make me an asshole. Right.
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