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Bad Boy Era (Mountain Men Matchmaker #4) Bad Boy Era by Amy Daws
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“Rule #10: DTR. Define the Relationship. If you’re swapping memes at midnight and wearing each other’s hoodies, it’s time for some labels.”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era
“I misjudged Everly Fletcher. She might be a lot”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era
“If you keep looking at me like that”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era
“I kissed you because I wanted to kiss you. I kissed you because you’re fucking gorgeous and kind and nothing like those girls or the cunts who bullied me. I kissed you because if I didn’t kiss you”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era
“build teamwork, confidence, and pathways to education or career opportunities.”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era
“Like an angel who fell from Heaven and begged for a romp with the devil. I am the devil compared to her. I’m all trouble and tempers and screwups and last chances. She’s clean and sharp and sweet and beloved. Except when she’s having one of her meltdowns, maybe. When she’s rambling about a project she’s passionate about or tearing into me for not meeting expectations I didn’t even know she had.”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era
“Normal People by Sally Rooney.”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era
“Like if I go for a walk by the creek behind my cabin . . . I want to know what it would feel like to have you follow me or watch me . . .” She clears her throat. “Maybe even chase me.” Heat instantly crawls up my spine, my chest tight with a mixture of desire and restraint. “I think you’re describing primal play, Everly.” She swallows thickly, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. “Maybe I am. Maybe that’s my thing.” “Fuck,” I groan, looking away from her as my cock thickens in my jeans. My girl doesn’t do anything half-arsed. “You’re playing with fire again, love.” Her lips twitch into a small smile. “Then turn me to ash, Conri.”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era
“And my anecdote for your fears is to remind you to be . . . you. Unapologetically. Be dramatic on purpose. Be extra with intention. Be Everly Fucking Fletcher without shame because then the right kind of love will find you.”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era
“Christ Almighty, Stretch,” Wolf growls low and feral, his minty breath so hot on my lips I want to drag my tongue over his mouth to taste it. “If you keep looking at me like that, I’ll have ya pinned up against this mirror before either of us can stop pretending we’re going to talk ourselves out of this.” And it’s his wicked Irish-lilted words that tip me over the edge. “Fuck it,” I pant, grabbing him by the neck and hauling him down to my lips.”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era
“I kissed you because I wanted to kiss you. I kissed you because you’re fucking gorgeous and kind and nothing like those girls or the cunts who bullied me. I kissed you because if I didn’t kiss you, I knew I’d regret it for quite possibly the rest of my life.”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era
“We’re not here for a long time, we’re here for a good time. Rejection just means you’re one step closer to finding your solution. And now this one. Being scared just means you’re about to do something really brave.”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era
“It’s ridiculous how something as simple as a giant T-shirt can elicit such elemental sensations. It’s just too big, too boyish, too much of him. It inspires thoughts of prehistoric gender roles—me getting knocked over the head and carried back into the big, strong caveman’s lair. You, Tarzan. Me, Jane. Me, horny for big, strong thighs. Gross, Everly! Get your shit together. You’re more evolved than this.”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era
“At a glance, it’s a bunch of barbaric-looking guys in way-too-short shorts and jerseys that are two sizes too small feeling each other up and doing Cirque du Soleil acrobatics just to catch an overinflated football. Seriously, if I wanted to watch thirty guys hugging for eighty minutes, I could have stayed in my dorm and watched gay porn. At least then my back would be dry.”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era
“Rule #3: Background checks are optional. Deodorant is not. Hygiene is the only love language that matters.”
Amy Daws, Bad Boy Era