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Little White Lies (Debutantes, #1) Little White Lies by Jennifer Lynn Barnes
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“Penny for your thoughts," she commented as she ran a hand over my dress, smoothing the fabric.
"A penny won't buy you much these days," I told Lily as she zipped me. "Thought inflation.”
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“Mackie kneaded his forehead. "Are you sure none of you want to call your parents?"
"No, thank you."
"Do you know who my father is?'
"My stepmother's faking a pregnancy, and she needs her rest."
Mackie wasn't touching that with a ten-foot pole. He turned to the last girl, the one who'd successfully picked the lock mere seconds after he'd arrived.
"What about you?" he said hopefully.
"My biological father literally threatened to kill me if I become inconvenient," the girl said, leaning back against the wall of the jail cell like she wasn't wearing a designer gown. "And if anyone finds out we were arrested, I'm out five hundred thousand dollars.”
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“5 stars. Would definitely get kidnapped again.”
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“Ouch!"
The manicurist who'd just relieved me of part of my cuticle submerged my feet in bubbling water. Hot water.
"Oh, hush," Lily said. "It feels good. Beauty is pain."
"Pain," I gritted out, "is also pain.”
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“You're not the type to natter, are you?" David Ames said in response to my silence.
I said the first thing that came to mind. "Kind of a sexist way to describe someone talking."
He blinked.
"You wouldn't describe your grandsons as nattering," I elaborated.”
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“It was a truth universally acknowledged that a person in want of plastic baggies need only look in the Taft family kitchen. Aunt Olivia was the queen of Ziplocs. She'd taken over Lillian's cabinets and had entire drawers dedicated to them - every size, every type, a year's supply of each at least.”
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“I noticed the valet stand, but didn't think to look for the valet. My frustration with Lily - and the fact that she was still updating the blog over which she was being blackmailed - may have caused me to throw my door open slightly harder than necessary.
And then I saw the valet.
In my defense, I wasn't used to people opening my car door for me, and he only made a small wheezing sound when it nailed him in the stomach.
I stood and reached out to steady him by the arm. "You okay?"
The valet's hazel eyes rested on mine. "I'll live.”
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“He turned to me and extended a hand. "Since Lillian seems to have forgotten her manners, I suppose it's up to the two of us to introduce ourselves. I'm David Ames. And you are, young lady?"
If my grandmother could have incinerated him with the power of her mind, I think she would have.
"Right now," I replied, "I'm someone who is very concerned for your longevity.”
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“People were fundamentally predictable. If you stopped expecting them to surprise you, they couldn’t disappoint.”
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“You can't be serious."
I turned to face Lily. She was standing in the doorway to my room. The expression on her face could not have been more horrified if I'd declared my allegiance to a religious sect that didn't believe in wearing clothes, only snakes.”
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“Are we still tying bows?" Sadie-Grace sounded hopeful as she sat down beside me at the senator's dining room table. "I only have three things in life that I am truly gifted at, and one of them is tying bows."
I shoved the basket I was currently working on in her direction. "Have at it."
Sadie-Grace studied my work and got very quiet for a moment. "Sawyer," she said morosely, "what did this cellophane wrap ever do to you?”
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“An angel," I repeated. "Have you met me?"
"You, as in the girl who threw herself into the line of fire on my behalf after having known me less than a day?" Lily asked innocently. "Or the one who spends hours discussing zombie-related military tactics with my younger brother?" She paused. "Or maybe the one who can't even let herself be angry that her mother's a piece of work who's been refusing her calls all month?"
Ouch. Lily usually didn't go quite so clearly for the jugular.”
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“Tell me everything. Did you manage to have any fun? I hope you at least staged a protest in the middle of one of Lillian's formal dinners. Burned a few bras?"
"The 1960s called, Mom. They want their signature feminist protest back."
"Smart-ass.”
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“From what I picked up during the remainder of the evening, Campbell Ames had a reputation for pulling "stunts like this". It wasn't entirely clear what constituted as a stunt, though I did gather that borrowing cars that didn't belong to her and wearing white after Labor Day were both in Campbell's repertoire.”
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“Cerulean. Or possible sapphire. Less formal than semi-formal. Cocktail?"
"Yes, please," I muttered.
"Cocktail attire," Lily emphasized, shooting a warning look at me,”
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“Horrid woman,” Lillian told me pleasantly. “Luckily, however…” She removed her gloves. “I’m much, much worse.”
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“Do I even want to know what you're doing in here?"
I whirled to face Campbell. "Tampons," I said. Plausible deniability, thy name is feminine hygiene. "I need one." I paused. "Possibly two."
Campbell frowned. "Why would you need two?”
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“Perhaps," Aunt Olivia suggested diplomatically, "you should put on some clothes."
Apparently, the tailor had finished getting the measurements she needed.
Apparently, that wasn't a particularly recent development.
Apparently, I'd been standing there in my undergarments for a while.
Only about a third as embarrassed as I should have been, I ducked back into the dressing room.”
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“The seamstress looped her measuring tape around my boobs. The sound she made as she wrote down the number was unmistakably a sound of judgement. "We'll build in cups," she offered delicately.
"I should think so," Aunt Olivia replied.
"You have such a tiny waist," Lily told me soothingly.
There was nothing like starting the day off with a three-way conversation about the size of my boobs where no one actually mentioned my chest, but it was strongly implied that one needed a microscope to see it.”
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“There was waiting for the guillotine to fall, and then there was hearing the eek, eek, eek of the blade creaking downward. Campbell being nice was downright terrifying.”
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“I'd like to make you an offer."
An offer? I was suddenly reminded of who I was dealing with here. Lillian Taft wasn't a powder puff. She was the merciless, dictatorial matriarch who'd kicked my pregnant mother out of her house at the ripe old age of seventeen.
I stalked to the front door and retrieved the Post-it I'd placed next to the doorbell when our house had been hit with door-to-door evangelists two weeks in a row. I turned and offered the hand-written notice to the women who'd raised my mother. Her perfectly manicured fingertips plucked the Post-it from my grasp.
"'No soliciting,'" my grandmother read.
"Except for Girl Scout cookies," I added helpfully. I'd gotten kicked out of the local Scout troop during my morbid true-crime and facts-about-autopsies phase, but I still had a weakness for Thin Mints.
Lillian pursed her lips and amended her previous statement. "'No soliciting except for Girl Scout cookies.'"
I saw the precise moment that she registered what I was saying: I wasn't interested in her offer. Whatever she was selling, I wasn't buying.”
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“It’s times like this,” I told him, “that you have to ask yourself: Is it wise to sexually harass someone who has both wire cutters and access to your brake lines?”
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“l live life by relatively few rules...But one of those rules is to never turn down a free crustacean”
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“This,” he told me solemnly, “is where I welcome you to the family and ask you, quite seriously, if I just stole your sandwich.”
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“Walker’s”
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“me, like the feeling you get when you’ve just splurged on something too expensive and they’re wrapping it up in soft tissue paper. You know you’re going to feel bad in hours, maybe minutes, but right now you feel decadent, in control.”
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