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1 " Life is like taking off a girl’s bra. You never know exactly what you’re gonna get, but however it turns out, it’s basically awesome. "
― Kylie Scott , Chaser (Dive Bar, #3)
2 " It’s just complicated.”“No.” I shook my head. “It’s simple.” My mouth moved to hers, my voice a whisper. “Where you go, I go. "
3 " You know when you meet someone and there’s just that feeling?”She didn’t respond.“It’s like it’s fate. There’s just that zap in the air and you know it’s got to happen eventually. And when it does, it’s going to be spectacular.” I opened one eye, beyond pleased to see her trying to hide a smile. “Right, Jean? "
4 " If you want, I’ll show them to you later.”“Sorry, what?” My gaze returned to her face.Only to have her point to her breasts. “I said, I can show them to you sometime if you want.”“I would like that very much.”“Okay then.” She grinned. “Next make-out session, no shirts. Agreed?”I was a total winner at life. Forget how much money currently sat in my bank account. Ignore my maturity levels and emotional stability or lack thereof. Jean had offered to show me her tits. The year had only just started and mine was already made. "
5 " Sorry,” she said. “I’m probably making you uncomfortable.” “It’s fine,” I said, not thinking about having any kind of sex with Jean to the best of my ability. My ability sucked. “We’re friends. You can talk about anything with me. Even the sloth. "
6 " The place wasn’t a hospital so much as a giant maze. Honestly, walking into fucking Mordor would have been both faster and easier. Seemed likely the kid would be born, grown-up, and have gotten a college degree before I arrived. "
7 " Man, I still couldn’t believe this was happening. God hated me or something. Pregnant women and me were enema. Anathema. Whatever. "
8 " What’s going on?” I asked, not the least bit seeming afraid because that’s wouldn’t be manly. No, fuck that, I was edgy. Edginess was manly. "
9 " Jean and Ada were the best things to happen to me in a long time. Being with them made me feel good, gave me a purpose. They made me want to be better, to do better. No messing around, no sex or anything to make things confused. I was going to be someone they could both rely upon if it killed me. "
10 " Do I look that bad?”“No. You look fine.”“The whole yoga pants, old T-shirt, and messy hair things really works for you, huh?”I just smiled. The truth being that her whole existence worked for me. Jean breathing and moving and being herself was beautiful in every way. "
11 " Jean and I are just friends.” He gave me a long look. “Dude, swear to God, you’re going to get sick of spinning that shit someday soon and I for one cannot wait to see what happens.”“Fuck off,” I muttered. "
12 " Death or abstinence, the man had a choice. "
13 " Jesus, it was no big deal. We’d just been through some shit together, that was all. Perfectly normal to feel a bond and get a bit emotional. But now it was time to go back to the real world. Back to my life. "