All I Want Quotes

“Help!” screeched a feminine voice. “HELP ME!” Parker whipped around, automatically reaching for the weapon that he didn’t have at the small of his back because, oh yeah, he was in running gear with no place to hide a weapon. But there was no woman. Just a huge parrot perched on a printer at the front desk. “Help!” it squeaked in a shockingly authentic woman’s voice. “I’ve been turned into a parrot!” “Peanut, play dead,” Wyatt said. Peanut sighed and tucked her head into her feathers. “Good parrot.” Wyatt looked at Parker. “She’s a nut.” “Damn, shit, farts,” the bird muttered beneath her breath, making Parker grin. Wyatt sighed. “Peanut’s a mimic, and Jade, our office manager, has a bit of a potty mouth.” “Boner,” Peanut said, head still tucked into her feathers. “Peanut, dead parrots don’t talk.” Wyatt turned back to Parker. “Follow me.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“My shoes,” she said. “”I’ve got to take off my shoes.”
“Those aren’t shoes. Those are evil devices designed to blow a man’s mind, and they’re staying on,” he said in a very sexy voice.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“He smiled. “And you liked what you saw.”
Oh God. She had. She really, really had. She closed her eyes and wished for a big hole to swallow her up. “I hardly even noticed you were naked.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“He doesn’t seem that nervous to me,” Parker said.
Oreo farted audibly.
Zoe fanned the air. “See? Nervous.”
Parker laughed. “My guess would be he’s eaten some of your cookies.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“Maybe she could just move to Iceland. Iceland might be far enough to escape the humiliation, but probably not. Dammit. She’d kissed a perfect stranger, just accosted him on her doorstep. And… now her heart hurt. Maybe an impending heart attack would explain her behavior.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“I've got this.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“Babe, with you, I’m more unsure than I’ve ever been.”
The confession, uttered with a hint of bewilderment and one-hundred-percent honesty, had the knot loosening in her chest.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“We made it an early night,” she said.
“Because of your dress?”
“Oh my God,” she snapped and brushed past him, shoulder-checking him as she went through the living room ahead of him. “You’re impossible. I don’t know why I even try to have a conversation with you.”
He had no idea, either. He was a complete asshole.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“As a rule, she ate fairly healthily but all bets were off during times of stress. Proving the point, she’d just polished off an entire bag of pizza rolls by herself and was covered in crumbs and questioning her choices in life.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“You can work on an airplane but you can’t fix anything here at the house?”
“Yeah, well, I’m an enigma,” she said. “An annoying one. Just ask anyone in my family.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“You could just trust that I’m a good guy.”
Nope. Been there, done that, still had the scorch marks on her heart, thank you very much.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“She wasn’t going there again. Ever. Nope, she needed transparency from a man. And Parker, for all his bad-boy, cowboy ‘tude and cocky swagger, wasn’t anything close to transparent. At all. And that made him downright dangerous to her.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“She stared at him, doing her best to hold back all the tumbling mass of emotions hitting her at once. Normally she was good at that, really good, but naturally her one really good life skill deserted her, leaving everything she felt all over her face. Annoyance. Embarrassment. And let’s not forget the very reluctant lust.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“The kiss blew Zoe’s socks off. It was so easy to get lost in the promise of what he offered; no wondering, wishing, worrying… Wrapped up tight in him as she was, she felt tempted.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“Flying was just what she did, what she loved to do. In the air her problems dropped away and she felt weightless and free. A little bit like how she felt with Parker, actually.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“She spent a lot of time letting people see only what she wanted them to—a hardworking professional woman on top of her game. And yet somehow in a matter of days she’d revealed herself to him, letting him see someone else entirely. The real her, maybe.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“I’m not annoyed by you,” he said.
“No?”
He smiled. “No.”
“What are you?” she whispered, still staring at his mouth.
“Lots of things.” He pulled her up and rubbed his thumb over the stain on her jaw, feeling a surge of satisfaction when her breath caught again. “Including turned on.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want

“She stilled in the early-morning sun and slowly turned to face Parker, who’d followed her out. He wore his clothes with the same ease he’d worn nothing at all. And dammit, she really needed to stop thinking about that.”
― Jill Shalvis, All I Want