The Casual Rule Quotes

“Can I interest you in a dinner cupcake?” “A dinner cupcake?” he scoffs. “Yes, I accidentally bought five.” No one needs to know about the cupcake I’ve already inhaled. “How does one accidently buy five cupcakes?” His eyes sparkle with amusement. “Don’t know.” I shrug. “Chalk it up to one of life’s many mysteries.” “So the cupcakes replace dinner?” “Yes, they cover all the important food groups. Eggs for protein, milk for dairy, flour for the starch.” “What about a vegetable?” “I’m sure there’s vegetable shortening in the batter or the frosting.”
― A.C. Netzel, The Casual Rule

“Okay, you found a good one.” I play it cool while on the inside I’m fanning myself. “Good one? Are you out of your mind? Look at him, that’s what a great fuck looks like.” “How could you possibly know that?” “Look at him, everything about him screams sex. Go. Talk to him.” She nudges my shoulder with her hand.”
― A.C. Netzel, The Casual Rule

“Damn this man smells good. I wonder if I could bottle it. I’d make millions. I could call it the Essence of Ben or Benessence… something like that.”
― A.C. Netzel, The Casual Rule

“his back to me. He’s looking over the menu. I walk around the table as I reach my seat and he stands. At least he’s a gentleman. I look up and… Just kill me now. The manuscript copy I’m holding almost falls to the floor. Standing in front of me, in the flesh, is none other than Mr. Khaki Shorts himself. I nearly faint. Cool it Julia. This is work. You can do this. He’s stunning. There’s no other word… simply stunning. He’s wearing a dark navy blazer over a light blue button down shirt, opened enough at the collar to see some of his chest hair peeking out and a tight in all the right places pair of jeans. He’s perfected the sexy stubble look; I’d like to freeze this moment so I could run my hand through his beard, just to feel it.”
― A.C. Netzel, The Casual Rule

“He looks really hot in a tight white T-shirt and a pair of jeans. He fills out those jeans nicely, very nicely. The bastard still screams sex, even with more clothes on.”
― A.C. Netzel, The Casual Rule

“Mrs. Julia Dildofucker. Yup, my future’s looking bright.”
― A.C. Netzel, The Casual Rule

“Where the hell are my sunglasses?” Allie huffs while going through her beach bag. “Ah, Allie.” I point to the top of her head. She places her hand on top of her head and finds her glasses resting comfortably. “Oh, thanks. Stupid glasses. It’s always the last place you look.” “That’s right, Allie, it’s your glasses’ fault they’re on top of your head.”
― A.C. Netzel, The Casual Rule

“There’s an elderly couple walking hand in hand down a tree-lined walkway. I stop in my tracks and wistfully watch them. I’m not a flowery type of person, but there’s something about them that is just so…lovely. Did I just say lovely? Must be the heat getting to me.”
― A.C. Netzel, The Casual Rule

“I love living in Manhattan. As far as I’m concerned it’s the center of the universe and I’m living the dream in the greatest city in the world.”
― A.C. Netzel, The Casual Rule

“Julia, you haven’t had a boyfriend since Mikehole. That was eons ago.” Mikehole is Allie’s nickname for my ex asshole boyfriend Michael; the guy who almost broke me and sent me into a month long downward spiral, drowning my sorrows in gallon tubs of ice cream and a serious cupcake overdose.”
― A.C. Netzel, The Casual Rule

“Come on, Jules. Let’s get moving. It’s sightseeing time,” Allie chirps. She’s anxious to ogle and drool at random men, especially half-naked random men, although I’m sure she’d prefer them entirely in the buff.”
― A.C. Netzel, The Casual Rule

“My hair looks perfect, black, with little waves, and shiny. There’s no way I’m leaving it down. It’s too hot outside.”
― A.C. Netzel, The Casual Rule

“Hey, you banged me so hard; you damaged my wall,” I tease.
“You’re welcome.” He winks with a sly grin.”
― A.C. Netzel, The Casual Rule

“Seriously? I had his not so little Ben in my mouth five freaking days ago and all I get is a courteous handshake and a “Good to see you”?”
― A.C. Netzel, The Casual Rule