Damn. A dead body. I hate it when that happens.

— Jill Shalvis

Doesn't everyone deserve their own version of a happily-ever-after?

— Jill Shalvis

Don't worry about whether you can do it, Bailey Bean. Just pretend you can. Pretend enough and it becomes real.

— Jill Shalvis

Everyone knew that bugs traveled in packs. Only the stupid ones got caught. The smart ones lay in wait for her to go to sleep so they could attack.

— Jill Shalvis

Experience is what you get when you didn’t know what you wanted.

— Jill Shalvis

Feel free to kiss it better.

— Jill Shalvis

Fine. It’s your life, but—” “But you’re still going to tell me what to do?” he asked, a small smile on his lips. She went into defense mode at his amused tone. “Well, I’m sure as hell not going to be quiet about it.” “Duly noted,” he said dryly. “And for the record? I never want you to be quiet, Elle.

— Jill Shalvis

Finn smiled and blew half her brain cells. “You going to teach me how to have fun, PRU?” he asked in that low, husky voice.

— Jill Shalvis

Finn was different. And he was different because she wanted him in her left in a way she hadn't wanted anyone for a very long time. Maybe ever.

— Jill Shalvis

Finn was different. And he was different because she wanted him in her life in a way she hadn’t wanted anyone for a very long time. Maybe ever.

— Jill Shalvis