Beg, Borrow, or Steal (When in Rome, #3)

by Sarah Adams

I don’t care who you are, when you live in a town the size of your thumb, if you don’t like the way your hair turns out at the salon, you stuff it deep down and never acknowledge it.

What a way to open a book and also incredibly accurate

And yes, I do like to throw startling little facts like those into conversation whenever I can because shock is always preferable to pity.

Jack isn’t getting married today? This can’t be true… A rumor. It’s just a rumor. But why am I hoping it’s true?

You don’t owe any man anything—and if he doesn’t know from the first second of talking to you that he’s the luckiest son of a bitch in the world for getting any attention from you at all, he deserves to be run over with a truck.”