The Trouble with Mistletoe Quotes

“Who’s a good boy,” Willa was saying to the dog in a light, silly voice that had the dog panting happily into her face.

“That’s right,” she cooed, “you are, aren’t you? Aren’t you a good boy?”

“Well I don’t like to brag,” Keane said, leaning against the doorjamb. “But I do have my moments.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“It was incredibly hard to hold on to resentment for someone when you’d had your tongue down their throat. Plus, he kissed like magic.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“You’re the most unforgettable person I’ve ever met.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“Elle's gaze hadn't left the front door. "But holy cow hotness, Batman, really, you want to see this."

"Why?"

"He's in a suit, that's why. My eyes don't know what to do with themselves."

Will whipped around so fast she gave herself whiplash.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“I really am all sorts of messed up…"
"Well you’re not alone there.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“Is there anyone there with you?" she asked.

He turned his phone so she could see that he was in his bedroom at Vallejo Street, alone except for Pita sleeping on his pillow.

"I thought she wasn't allowed on your pillow."

"She's not," he said. "But apparently she's the ruler and I'm just her bitch.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“And speaking of footwear, yours are on the wrong feet.” Keller looked down at his shoes and scratched his head before tipping his head up again. “But I don’t have any other feet,” he finally said.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“With a soft laugh that turned her on even more, he brushed one last kiss to her temple. "Lock up, Willa. Dream of me." And she knew she would.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“Just because I don’t plan on finding The One, doesn’t mean I’m not interested in The One For Now…”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“Love is patient, love is kind.” She smiled. “Love means oral sex without the pressure to reciprocate.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“Friends stick.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“I don’t get attached… There’s no place for it in my world.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“...five minutes later she and Keane walked out to his truck. He set the cat carrier carefully in the backseat like maybe it was a ticking bomb but made her smile when he hesitated and then locked a seatbelt around it.

When he caught her watching, he shrugged. "She's just ornery enough to knock herself off the seat and die and then come back to haunt me, so I'm taking all necessary precautions.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“The kiss started out gentle, but quickly got serious and not so gentle. His lips parted hers, their tongues touched, and she heard herself moan. His hot mouth left hers and made its way along her jaw, her throat, where he planted open-mouthed kisses that made her shiver for more. If she hadn’t been sitting, her knees wouldn’t have held her up, because he kissed away her annoyance, her good sense, any ability to think, everything.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“Maybe I've already died and gone to heaven."

She lifted her hand with a smile. "You think this is heaven?"

"You're touching and kissing me," he said. "So yeah, I think this is heaven.”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“had five kids under the age of ten,”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe

“If she has her way ...

Willa Davis is wrangling puppies when Keane Winters stalks into her pet shop with frustration in his chocolate-brown eyes and a pink bedazzled cat carrier in his hand. He needs a kitty sitter, stat. But the last thing Willa needs is to rescue a guy who doesn’t even remember her ...

He’ll get nothing but coal in his stocking.

Saddled with his great-aunt’s Feline from Hell, Keane is desperate to leave her in someone else’s capable hands. But in spite of the fact that he’s sure he’s never seen the drop-dead-gorgeous pet shop owner before, she seems to be mad at him ...

Unless he tempers “naughty” with a special kind of nice ...

Willa can’t deny that Keane’s changed since high school: he’s less arrogant, for one thing—but can she trust him not to break her heart again? It’s time to throw a coin in the fountain, make a Christmas wish—and let the mistletoe do its work ...”
― Jill Shalvis, The Trouble with Mistletoe