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Moms on Missions (Mommageddon, #1) QUOTES

1 " Looking with his eyes? Seriously? What else would he look around with?”

Trish nonchalantly uses her middle finger to scratch her temple. “Toddlers learn by making connections between the body part and the action.”

Vince blinks. “Oh, so talking to a kid like that’s normal?”

“Someday I hope to have a conversation where I don’t sound like a character from Star Wars.”

“I can see how you’d look forward to that. "

― Jess Molly Brown , Moms on Missions (Mommageddon, #1)

2 " Paeng leans back and rests his hand flat on the table. “Vince.”

Blushing, he snaps at his friend. “I dropped the bra on the wet tarp and I guess I must have accidentally gotten paint on it and touched it to my cheek, okay?”
Paeng is silent as Vince sighs. “I didn’t mean to take my upset out on you, sorry.”

“No big. So, you fondled it. Was it good for you?” Paeng’s eyes glitter, making Vince’s anxiety flare.

“I couldn’t help myself! The girl’s smoking hot and yet she doesn’t appear to own trashy underwear.” He feels all dreamy just thinking about it. “It’s simple and soft . . . it felt so nice. She’s not like any of the girls I’ve met before. She’s direct, feisty and artistic and I bet she’s really smart. She’s nothing like the usual MOM Girl and she’s not even my type. But her underwear is beautiful. She doesn’t wear slutty underwear because she doesn’t put on airs, and oh, God, that’s so attractive. What I wouldn’t give to see—”

Paeng face palms Vince. “Dude. You are waxing poetic about cotton underwear like my sisters wear when they get their periods. It’s just underwear. It is not the key to Dani’s psyche. You are making the kind of assumptions about her that lead to expensive rings, one point two kids, and minivans. You are in trouble. "

― Jess Molly Brown , Moms on Missions (Mommageddon, #1)

3 " Vince is about to open the house door when it flies open and a huge black amplifier almost wipes both Paeng and him out.

“Hey, hey! Sorry! S'cuse us!” Vince yelps, backpedalling and pulling Paeng with him.

Paeng chuckles. “Somebody tries to flatten us, and you apologize to him.”

Vince shrugs and grins. “How Canadian of me. "

― Jess Molly Brown , Moms on Missions (Mommageddon, #1)

4 " When the light faded, Vince strolled down to the falls. Heavy mist made the spotlights appear especially cool. He got himself a sausage on a bun, with lots of mustard and fried onions, and settled on a patch of damp grass to watch the standard Friday night fireworks. He never tires of the fascinating colours and patterns. They’re impossible to reproduce on canvas. He couldn’t resist making his usual wishes on them.

He wished he had someone special with him.

Maybe there’s some girl on the planet who would like to hear that gold fireworks contain actual gold, he thought while watching a nearby couple laugh. Wouldn’t it be great to be able to share that? "

― Jess Molly Brown , Moms on Missions (Mommageddon, #1)