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“I’ll pay you back for this. I’ll do your chores for a week.” “We don’t have chores, you radish.”
“Want to hear about the wet boxers competition?”
um yes please 😂
Weirdly, none of the inspirational quotes she’d posted in the past held the answer.
“Please, Hannah. I’ll buy you an ice cream.” “I’m not a seven-year-old,” Hannah grumbled, climbing onto the stone bench. “I’m getting sprinkles.”
If he doesn’t have her back in twenty minutes, I could drown him and make it look like an accident.”
He thought of Piper strutting along his harbor and wondered how many car accidents she’d caused.
“Try the pie. I dare you.”
So simple yet so menacing
“Don’t put words in my mouth. You’re already making me eat this goddamn pie.” “No, I’m not!”
“It won’t let me just use my own name as my username.” “Yeah, probably because about nine hundred Brendan Taggarts joined before you.” “So what should I use?” “CaptainCutie69,” Fox spat out. “IGotCrabs4U,” Deke supplied. “SlipperyWhenWet.” Brendan stared. “You’re all fired. Go home.”
“Hey, um … is there going to be a pretty bad storm … or something?” Piper asked, clearly the most California girl who ever California’d.
She sent an accusatory look over her shoulder. “These unscrupulous local women made me drunk.”
All I want to do is bring you home, put you in one of my shirts, and find out if you snore.”
“You going to tell me why you’re chewing nails over there?” Fox held up a hand. “I mean, chewing nails is kind of your default, but you don’t usually do it on my couch.”
But what do women like? What makes them happy?” Fox pointed to his crotch.
She hadn’t exactly given him a reason to suspect she would be DIY-gifted, unless she counted that bong she’d made out of an eggplant during her senior year of high school.
They observed his departure like seagulls watching a full slice of bread sailing through the air—and thanks to her harbor jogs, Piper knew what that looked like now.
She didn’t want to enter a club on a hydraulic unicorn.
She could jump, but she’d almost certainly break an ankle in these shoes. She’d break these beautiful Tom Ford heels, too, and that went against her very religion.
