Son," he said, "you monkeyed up.

— Jennifer Echols

Stay away from her."" Okay."" Keep your hands off her."" I'll try." He scowled at me." I will," I said.

— Jennifer Echols

Stubble or what?" Eyes still closed he chuckled. "I'm not shaving until our parents let us date again." He kissed my cheek. "What if it takes... a... while?" I asked struggling to talk. He'd made his way down to my neck. His tongue circled there slowly. "There are only six or seven weeks until August football practice starts right?" "Hm." His mouth moved up my neck toward my ear. Oh. "Will you be able to stuff your beard into your helmet?" I croaked. In answer, he put his lips on my ear. I forgot the next joke I'd planned to make and lost myself in Adam.

— Jennifer Echols

Taking his hand I said "Fans woo.""Hm," he laughed with his mouth closed.

— Jennifer Echols

They’re taking us to the room to change. Do you think we’ll have time for a quickie? Because we never got around to doing it against the wall.” He blinked at her. She thought he hadn’t heard her. Finally, he smiled, slowly at first, his grin becoming broader as she slid her hand onto his thigh. “We will always make time for a quickie,” he said. “And that is a wedding vow.

— Jennifer Echols

Think like a middle-aged man with OCD, a dead wife, and a teenage daughter. Think like a woman with three teenage sons who once ran a golf cart into the side of their granddad's house."" Cameron and Sean shouldn't have let me drive," Adam said in his own defense. "I was seven."" You shouldn't have ASKED to drive. You were seven.

— Jennifer Echols

This was about to go very bad, because Adam was going to cry. “I miss you,” he said, and his voice broke.

— Jennifer Echols

What did Kevin Ye get arrested for anyway? Didn't he steal a car?" "He stole the driver's ed car." I laughed. Then I saw how Adam was looking at me. "He gave it back." "They MAKE you give stuff back, Lori, after they arrest you for stealing it.

— Jennifer Echols

Who’s driving the boat?” Over the motor, I heard girls screaming at us the instant before we crashed.

— Jennifer Echols

Why are you pretending to write, when I already know you're just doing that to intimidate me?

— Jennifer Echols