Her problem came in the shape of a man with blue eyes, blond stubble on his jaw, and a body made for indecent positions.

Basically, dating is like climbing a volcano and you never know when it's going to erupt, dumping molten lava and burning you

I’ve got major skills and can definitely hold my own.

Not that I can’t handle things myself, but since I’ve got you,I may as well use you.

Don't clutter your life with things that bring you down. Focus on the things that life you up.

Fear isn't real. It's something we create when we think about what could happen.

Regret isn't real. It's something invented to punish ourselves

I just watched this documentary on the mating habits of whiptail lizards and trust me, if those things can make it happen, you can too, my friend.

I’d start by laying her down on my bed and undressing her. Slowly. Carefully. So she wiggled and stretched and soft pants escaped her lips. My hands would be all over her. My mouth, too. When she wore nothing but the blue scrap of lace between her legs, I’d take her wrists and cuff her hands to my bedpost.

Darlin', I do some of my best work on my ass.