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I chose the path less traveled but only because I was lost. Carry a map. - Phoebe Traeger

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Jill Shalvis
Age: 54
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Novelist
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the United States of America
Maps
Carry
Path
Less
Lost
Phoebe
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Chose

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In his world, people never questioned him. And it was a good place to be, his world. Apparently she hadn't gotten the memo.
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Sounds like you kids have some talking to do. I'll be eavesdropping from the kitchen.
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Strength is the ability to break up a solid piece of chocolate—and then eat just one of the pieces.
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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.
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Honest to God, she was the noisiest woman he'd ever been shot at with.
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The calories in chocolate don't count because chocolate comes from the cocoa bean, and everyone knows that beans are good for you.
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Men are like roses. You have to watch out for the pricks.
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Chloe? Yeah? I'd be worth the inhaler, he said, then forced himself to walk away.
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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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Sorry,” he said. “Let me drop the belt- “No.” She held on when he would have pulled away. “Don’t. I like it.” Again, he lifted her face, and he smiled. “The tool belt turns you on.” “No.” She closed her eyes and thunked her forehead to his chest. “Little bit.
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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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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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She’s drunk dialing contractors ” Chloe said to Tara. “Someone should stop her.
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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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Men are like a fine wine. They all start out like grapes, and it's our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature into something you'd like to have dinner with.
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I want you to know, chickens aren’t sexy. Not to me.” This was met with silence. “Are you there?” She was slurring her words now, which was embarrassing, so she took a deep breath. “Cam? Can you hear me?” “Yes, chickens aren’t sexy. Uh…I don’t think they’re meant to be.
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All you have to do is take a man at face value. Don't go into it thinking you can change them. Men aren't fixer-uppers, not like a house or a car. You buy them as is.
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Half the people in Lucky Harbor were in love with him. The other half were men and didn't count. -Tara on Ford
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He knew he had no right to touch her, crave her like air, but he did both. And when he put his mouth on hers, he recognized the taste of her, like she'd been made just for him.
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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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