Honey, you haven’t even kissed me yet.
We’re not exactly together and were not, not together. We’re in together-limbo. We’re test-driving together to see if we want to buy it.
Bottom line, you didn’t take care of what was yours. Now, as Nina has explained, you’ve lost it, I found it and it’s mine.
My futon was a fancy one with armrests and everything. It was a pain in the ass to get open because it weighed a ton. I figured I’d made the bed when Luke got back. He’s probably be able to pull it out by glaring at it.
Liar. You’ve loved me since I held your hand at your mother’s memorial service when you were five years old.
At your back, baby, now and always.
No wonder. Puerto Rican, Italian and Cuban – the perfect ingredients for a hot, bossy, badass cocktail.
Honest to Christ, give you anything. Anything, baby. But lost enough time. Can’t give you that. Space, maybe. Time. No.
Because, no matter how old we get, we always need to believe in fairytales.
Tack studied him. Then quietly, he stated, “She’s my only daughter, man.” “And she’s the only woman I’ve ever loved, Tack,” Shy shot back instantly.
Belonging to me doesn’t mean I’ll make you do anything, it just means I consider you mine for as long as this lasts. It means I protect you, it means I take care of you. For another man, it might mean something different. Don’t confuse me with another man.
If I could have wished what I thought was my perfect mate on the wind and had her come back to me in a storm, I could never have come up with anything as exquisite as you.
We girls, we’re tough, darling. Soft on the outside but, deep down, we’re tough.
I love you Anya, you’re the only woman who’s had that from me and you’re the only one who ever will.
If you are nothing else in this life, be wise, be compassionate, and be strong because those three are everything.
Sweet Pea, the way you eat means you got tits and ass. This is good because I like tits and ass. This is bad because Tack and Lawson like ’em just as much as me. Then he shoved his noodles and veg into his mouth and said with his mouth full, Tack maybe more.
I carried you to the Explorer and you couldn’t even hold your head up. You passed out in my lap after you told me there was no one to care if you woke up. I live to be a hundred, mamita, I’ll never forget it. Not one fuckin’ second of it.
I loved you then. I love you now. I’ve loved you every day for seven years.
You talk about Cal, you look like a woman who’s talkin’ about the man she needs to breathe.
Tates response, Babe.