Five Ways to Fall

If you have to fight over a guy, he’s not worth it. Go for the one who’s waiting for you.

Have you always loved yourself this much?” “I had an awkward year in ‘ninety-nine, but I got over it quick.

I don’t think I’ll ever get sick of hearing her sing. Or talk. Or laugh, or bust my balls, or tell me I’m a jackass. And I don’t see how I could ever get sick of waking up next to her in the morning, or pulling all her clothes off of her at night, because I haven’t yet. It’s the exact opposite, actually. I just want her more. She’s everything I never knew I wanted. She’s everything I never knew I could have. She just . . . fits with me. So perfectly.

I want your womanizing mama’s-boy football-player butt all to myself and if I catch you with any Twinkies or beautify queens or anyone else, you’d better run fast because I will hunt you down.

You’re not my type.” I’ve heard this before and I don’t believe her. Hell, I’m everyone’s type! Eventually.

No way a guy who’s been in there wouldn’t be bothered watching someone else stick his tongue in your mouth.” “I think you should send that straight to Hallmark.

I guess even smart girls can make a clusterfuck of their lives, can't they?

You know you’re a rig, right?”… “Yeah, but I’m your pig tonight.

If you need to fight over a guy, he's not worth it. Go for someone who's waiting for you.

Mr. Cuervo and I - and all of his Mexican cousins are no longer on speaking terms

Word to the wise: if you have to fight over a guy, he’s not worth it. Go for the one who’s waiting for you.

Ready?”“No!” I howl with laughter as I squeeze his neck tightly. “Don’t you dare let me fall into this water! It’s fucking freezing!”A strange look passes through his blue eyes. “Let you fall? Reese, you should know by now that I’d never let that happen.” His one arm pulls me in to lay a highly inappropriate kiss on my lips, given we have spectators.And then he starts running through the ring of water sprays.Drenching us both as we laugh and laugh.