The Marriage Game (Marriage Game #1)
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“Out.” Daisy pointed to the door. “Away with your handsome face and perfect hair and expensive suit and mouthwatering body. Her father just had a heart attack. Have you no sense of human decency?”
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“How do you go from ruthless capitalist matchmaking pimp one moment to considerate gentleman the next?”
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“Do you see the beauty?” “Yeah.” Mesmerized, he watched her dance. “I see you.”
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Love doesn’t always hit like a thunderbolt. Sometimes it can grow quietly in the background until one day you realize it is there.”
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Patels don’t treat people differently when they have special needs. We just try harder to let them know they’re loved.”
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“He’s destroying his life and taking down everyone he cares about with him because he can’t accept that he’s not responsible for all the bad things that happen in the world.”
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She challenges me. She makes me a better person. I’m a passionate man, and your mother makes my heart race. Maybe that’s why I needed a new one. So I could keep arguing with her for the next twenty years.”
Aalisha (aalishaslibrary)
*sniffles*
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“Quick. What else do I need to know about him?” “Ummm. Chemistry degree from USC. If that doesn’t ring alarm bells—” “I’ve seen Breaking Bad.” “Parents deceased. Three brothers. One living in San Rafael, one in Folsom, and one in Crescent City.” She sucked in a sharp breath. “You do realize some of the state’s worst prisons are coincidentally located in those three cities?”
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You can watch a scary movie with your mother like you used to do. I don’t like all that blood and screaming, and the people have no sense. Why go alone into a basement without a flashlight? Why do the girls all fall down when they run?”
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“We’ll take the back roads. Hang on.” She yanked the wheel to the side and the van screeched as they barreled off the freeway. “That’s my wife.” Nasir looked over, pride etched across his face. “She taught Layla to drive.” Teeth clenched, one hand braced on the seat in front of him, the other holding Max, Sam gritted out, “Why am I not surprised?”