The Love Wager Quotes

“Listen, Tiny Bartender.' He grabbed the plate of nachos and slid it in front of her, because they both knew she loved selecting the first chip. 'You have bewitched me body and soul, and I love you three times. Please tell me my hands are cold so we can get on with our lives already.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“want to spend forever with my favorite human. The person who cracks me up and gets me and likes the way I think. Romance is nice, but I want to be with the one person where if something happens to me—funny, awful, wonderful—I’m dying to tell them.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“She’d been obsessed with the idea since Taylor’s version of Red came out,”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“Rejection feels like shit, even when it comes from someone who might not matter that much.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“Jack: Later, TB. Hallie: You do see why that cannot be a thing, right? Jack: My apologies for calling you an infectious disease.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“I took her to Barnes & Noble, so she’s in bookish heaven at the moment.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“Like, low hanging fruit can be the best fruit, don't get me wrong, but you have to check the whole tree just to make sure”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“He was her favorite friend, and his presence was making everything okay.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“Jack, he’s amazing. How is it that I lived my entire life without him, but now, just like that, I can’t even remember the before? Does that sound crazy, to be attached that fast?” “No,” he said, sitting down on the bed. “It doesn’t sound crazy at all.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“It couldn't have been anyone but you.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“She had piercings everywhere, but cried like a baby if she needed to get a shot.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“He was pretty sure his job, as the man in an only-one-bed trope, was to suffer. Well, suffer he had.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“I know I didn't say it the right way, but I am so in love with you. And not just in love with you, by the way. I also like you more than anyone else in the world. You're funny and smart and beautiful, and whenever something happens to me, funny, awful, or wonderful, you're the first person I want to tell.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“...he kissed her like he was sampling dessert, dessert he'd been denied his entire life and now he couldn't get enough of it.
Was starved for it.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“...he's amazing. How is it that I lived my entire life without him, but now, just like that, I can't even remember the before? Does that sound crazy, to be attached that fast?”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“And I know I didn’t say it the right way, but I am so in love with you. And not just in love with you, by the way. I also like you more than anyone else in the world. You’re funny and smart and beautiful, and whenever anything happens to me, funny, awful, or wonderful, you’re the first person I want to tell.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“If I’m Darcy in the rain, then you’re Mr. Smith, too stubborn to hear what I’m trying to tell you as you ramble on about the way I worded my feelings.” She squinted at him. “Who in the hell is Mr. Smith?” “Boiled fucking potatoes are an exemplary vegetable—that is Mr. Smith!” “Wait.” Her mouth formed a big, gaping O. “Are you calling me Mr. Collins?” He nodded and said, “I’m trying to tell you something, but you’re too caught up in your own thoughts and opinions about everything to hear my words, Mr. Collins.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“He said, “If I’m Darcy in the rain, then you’re Mr. Smith, too stubborn to hear what I’m trying to tell you as you ramble on about the way I worded my feelings.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“Who do you think you are—Darcy in the rain, telling Elizabeth that he loves her in spite of her inferior birth?”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“What could make this day more fun than a one-up challenge?” She grinned. “What’s a one-up challenge?” “A truth-or-dare of sorts. One-upping each other. I hold your hand, so you stroke that thumb of yours in a way that makes me fucking crazy. I kiss you, and you . . . one-up me, somehow.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“The man had the kind of chest you wanted to rest your palms on, if that made any sense at all.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“But a few days later, when he wanted Hal to meet him at Taco Hut but she couldn’t because she and Alex had fancy dinner reservations, he lost his damn mind. He heard Olivia’s voice in his head, dialed the fancy seafood bistro, and said, “I need to cancel a dinner reservation.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“it was obvious he’d never considered someone could live their life without dating for that long of a stretch.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“He was hands down the most unique person she’d ever met, but his inability to fit into a conventional category had always worked against him in the dating world. Chuck was funny, smart, and handsome. But instead of watching football, he liked Disney movies. Instead of listening to hot singles, he listened to Broadway cast recordings.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“You have to be kidding.” Chuck stabbed one of the Swedish meatballs on his plate and gave Hallie a look. “This could not have actually happened.” “Which part don’t you believe?” Hallie asked her best friend as she dipped one of her french fries into ketchup.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“A short little redhead with a big smartass mouth.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“You guys are like Freaky Friday chicks now.” “What?” “You know. You were always the responsible, together one, and Lillie was the hot mess shit show. Now she’s an engineer with a fiancé, and you’re single and waiting tables and getting into bar fights.” She smiled like it was hilarious. “Crazy.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“Hallie knew she should be good, but something inside her wanted to mess with him. Or play with this situation. Whatever the reason, she started moving her thumb, letting it stroke over the heat of his big hand. “Hal,” he murmured, still not looking at her. “Hmmm?” she replied. “I’m great with you doing that,” he said, squeezing her hand a little tighter. “But just know that if you’re still doing it when we get past the guy scanning boarding passes, I’m kissing you.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“Everything with him was great, but it was great in the way a Hallmark Christmas movie was great. Everything looked perfect—the clothing, the setting, the words—but none of it felt . . . real.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“the winter of her twenties". A cold, dormant season that would lead to a bountiful spring.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager