My Kind of Trouble Quotes

“She spent the night to make sure I was okay after getting hurt. But she might stay other nights, if you’re comfortable with that, because we like spending time together.” He dared a hopeful glance at Harmony, who smiled back as she took her seat.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“God help him and his heart that wasn’t quite his anymore, he did.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“his heart echoed Harmony, thudding more, more, more. As each slow press of his lips to her temple said stay, stay, stay.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“He fumbled at the side table for a condom and sank into her and, fuck, he must still be asleep, he thought wildly, because this was too good, this had to be a dream. He felt it everywhere when Harmony laughed. “Full body hugs for everyone.” “Menace.” He rolled his hips back, then slid deep inside her again, breath stuttering. “Sweetheart.” Hitching himself up on her, he found that angle that always made her thighs tremble and her gasps melt into a deep moan, sweet and low. His hips snapped against her again, again, and she was kissing his throat, his collarbone, hands raking down his back. If this were a dream he could tell her everything. All the feelings she inspired in him, all the ways he wanted to provide her the same, somehow, someday. Instead he thrummed his finger over her until she tensed and shook apart beneath him, her cry driving a piercing sweetness through him that set him shuddering, everywhere, into her.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“The way this woman made him jealous of fabric.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“an old T-shirt he’d gotten at a book festival that had always been too baggy for him. It fit snugly over her curves, leaving her thick, dimpled thighs on full display as she stood.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“Sweetheart.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“Harmony. Sweetheart. Please.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“he already loved her. Irresponsibly, hopelessly, doubtlessly.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“but he spun her around by the hand and pinned it against the shelf suddenly at her back.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“Excuse me, I don’t take advantage of inebriated librarians, I am a gentleman.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“Even with her right there, somehow, strangely, he missed her.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“Just to make sure Preston was okay.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“Not to take advantage.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“Worked for her.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“Stay.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“She brushed them gently back.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“She leaned back in her seat with a toss of her hair.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“Her eyebrows perked up with delight, as they both realized what he’d been about to say. Her smile curled wider. Go on, the avid flash of her eyes said. He exhaled through his nose, lips pressed in chagrin. “Harmony.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“She’d like to see that mouth, pressed now in a thin, sharp line, kiss-swollen and panting. The careful control in his eyes flooded instead with want. That wickedly parted hair mussed, tie loosened, all those buttons at his neck and wrists undone. Him undone.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“Like realizing how this table was the exact brilliant shade of Preston’s eyes.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“change.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble

“A familiar longing stirred through his chest. He did want that. And more. The whole romance thing. Someone to be with in the quiet at the end of the day, instead of just his own worries. Hugs.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble: The perfect bookish, enemies-to-lovers rom-com

“She normally didn’t play too hard with the feelings of the innocents she conned, but right now she’d like to show Preston just how good she was. She’d like to see that mouth, pressed now in a thin, sharp line, kiss-swollen and panting. The careful control in his eyes flooded instead with want. That wickedly parted hair mussed, tie loosened, all those buttons at his neck and wrists undone. Him undone.”
― L.A. Schwartz, My Kind of Trouble