Take a Hint, Dani Brown (The Brown Sisters, #2)

by Talia Hibbert

“Reward me? With what? Because I only accept books or food.”

Traditionalists might find writing on the board unnecessary, but not all learners were aural, no matter their stage of education.

“And how would you know what Zaf looks like?” Eve held up her phone. “I’m watching the video of him rescuing you from the building on Twitter.”

lolololol

“Honestly, Zafir, you’re so grumpy you could create your own storm clouds.

Don’t be disappointed with the sun for setting.

He just really wanted to sleep with her, and hold her hand, and keep her fed and watered while she worked late into the night, and sometimes he wondered what shampoo she used and how he could make all his pillows smell just like it, and he’d better not say any of this out loud because he didn’t think it would help his case.

I wouldn’t read the books you read, and I don’t always understand the words you use, but I like your voice, and it’s cool when you get excited about nerd stuff.”

this was the only way he could have her—the only way he should want her. And the only way she wanted him.

“I’m too work-focused. I don’t say the right things, or remember romantic little anniversaries. I find excessive affection obnoxious and I don’t enjoy putting other people’s priorities before my career and my family. These facts tend to disappoint prospective partners, and I’m too busy to deal with someone else’s disappointment or the punishment that comes along with it. So I avoid the dynamic altogether.”