Whole Lotta Trouble Quotes

“How about I kiss you so we can get past this awkwardness?”
― Stephanie Bond, Whole Lotta Trouble

“You're my hero," he murmured.

She grinned up at him. "What a coincidence. You're _my_ hero.”
― Stephanie Bond, Whole Lotta Trouble

“She had no doubt the man would kill her. Stupid things went skating through her mind--she'd never told her mother how much she loved her chocolate cupcakes... or Felicia what a kind friend she'd been... or Keith that it was cool and mature that he owned a house, even if it was in Brooklyn.”
― Stephanie Bond, Whole Lotta Trouble

“A lot of good the door did. The man's pheromones oozed through the keyhole and the crack underneath the panelled wood.”
― Stephanie Bond, Whole Lotta Trouble

“Tallie looked for something to throw, but considering the fact that she threw like a girl, she dumped that plan in lieu of grabbing her new iron and swinging it like a bowling ball between the bad man's legs, where it connected with a nauseating _thunk_.”
― Stephanie Bond, Whole Lotta Trouble

“Says here there's a reward," Mr. Hooks said.

Tallie blinked, then remembered Keith had added that tidbit for incentive. She opened her purse and scrutinized the contents of her slim wallet--twelve dollars and a book of stamps. She handed over the ten and the stamps, then tossed in a free drink coupon from Starbucks. "Thanks." Then she turned and fled.”
― Stephanie Bond, Whole Lotta Trouble

“...big, strapping macho guys were like liquid diets--they were great for emergencies, but she wouldn't want to be on one all the time.”
― Stephanie Bond, Whole Lotta Trouble

“Girls, we're fiction editors--we know how to plot, and we know how to cover our tracks. We can teach Jerry Key a lesson he'll never forget.”
― Stephanie Bond, Whole Lotta Trouble

“Everything about the man spoke of virility--his quick reaction, his calm control now that danger had passed. And she'd never seen a man wield a gun in real life--it was kind of a turn-on to know that he'd protected her. Of course he had protected everyone, but he _had_ sort of singled her out by heaving her to the floor.”
― Stephanie Bond, Whole Lotta Trouble

“She had her own barometer for knowing when a man was getting too close: as soon as he felt comfortable enough to help himself to something in her refrigerator, he was history.
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Filching leftover was simply too domestic for her to stomach. A man might as well say, "I'm hungry and I'm taking your food, woman." First he'd be foraging for food in the fridge, next he'd be expecting her to cook for him, replace buttons on his shirt, and give up her job to have babies that looked like him.”
― Stephanie Bond, Whole Lotta Trouble