And suddenly I got what the big deal was about kissing. How someone could suck on your bottom lip and make you come completely undone. That someone stroking the hair back from your face could make you swoon and someone sliding his hands underneath your top could make you feel wanted for the first time in your life.

— Sarra Manning

Because, when everything else is gone, all we're left with is our imaginations.

— Sarra Manning

Boredom isn't something you can choose. It's something you are. But instead of dividing the world up into dockside and dark side, I've realized that we all have a little bit of dork inside us.

— Sarra Manning

But Neve, you can’t start a book and leave it halfway through,’ he’d said implacably. ‘It’s almost as bad as turning down the corner of the page, instead of using a bookmark.

— Sarra Manning

But really it says everything that’s wrong about the publishing industry, that a quarter of a million people bought and read a sex and shopping novel that wasn’t even written by one of those footballer girlfriends, and yet most of the shortlisted titles on the Orange Prize, which is an award for women writers, don’t even sell ten thousand copies. It’s just not right.

— Sarra Manning

Don’t ever leave us again. Vaughn has been horrible. Like pre-Grace horrible.

— Sarra Manning

Getting money from my dad is a finesse job. Luckily, I have finesse coming out of my ass. I barged into his study without knocking, marched across to his desk, and held out my hand. “Give me twenty pounds,” I snapped. “I need twenty pounds. Give it to me. Now!

— Sarra Manning

Having a relationship and not even a sexual one is so straight, it's practically perverted.

— Sarra Manning

He didn't say anything and I thought I'd shocked him, because I tend to do that. Not just with Michael but with pretty much anyone who can't deal with being honest and admitting that you have wants and needs and desires and all those other fun things.

— Sarra Manning

I’d think about you and how I didn’t want us to end. It’s complicated…’ Max still held her, his thumbs stroking the spot on her wrists where her pulse was thundering away. ‘Uncomplicated it then. Did you miss

— Sarra Manning