Elena, Gel, and I all love Tangled by Emma Chase madly, passionately, and without reservation…check out these great lines from the book and you’ll understand why it’s my Sexy Sentence Saturday choice this week.
“Newsflash, ladies: We can’t read your thoughts. And frankly, I’m not entirely sure I’d want to. The female mind is a scary place to be.”
“No man wants to fuck a skeleton-and nibbling crackers and water like a prisoner of war at dinner isn’t attractive.”
“The point is, when you ask, “What do you want for dinner?” we’re thinking about screwing you on the kitchen counter. When you’re telling us about the sappy film you watched with your girlfriends last week, we’re thinking about the porno we saw on cable last night. When you show us the designer shoes you bought on sale, we’re thinking how nice they would look on our shoulders.
I just thought you’d want to know. Don’t shoot the messenger”
“Every healthy man in the world wakes up with a stiffy. A fatty. Morning wood. I’m sure there’s some medical explanation for the phenomenon, but I just like to think of it as a little present from God.
A chance to begin the day with your best dick forward.”
“For God’s sake, don’t let her watch Cinderella. What kind of example is that? A mindless twit who can’t even remember where she left her damn shoe, so she has to wait for some douchebag in tights to bring it to her? Give me a frigging break!”
“Then I flip Kate the finger. Immature, I know, but apparently we’re now both functioning at the preschool level, so I’m guessing it’s okay. Kate sneers at me. Then she mouths, You wish. Well—she’s got me there, now doesn’t she?”
“God, she’s beautiful. I mean, look at her. She’s like a volcano going off—fierce and fiery and breathtaking. If she doesn’t find a way to ugly herself down, I’m going to be spending an awful lot of time pissing her off. Which might not be such a bad thing in the end. Angry sex is awesome.”
“I’ve gone cold turkey. Completely. I haven’t even jerked off. Not once. In nine frigging days. I think the buildup of semen is starting to affect my brain. Like sugar to a diabetic.”
“He moved his trunk-like manhood toward the weeping petals of her womanly center.’
Who the f*ck talks like that?!”
“I carry Kate to the elevator, our lips and tongues dancing furiously. I didn’t lock my car. I don’t think I even closed the door. Fuck it. They can steal it. I have more important matters at hand. I stumble into the elevator…”
“Somewhere along the line, she’s become more to me than just a set of legs I want to crawl between.”
“You ever seen A Christmas Story? You know toward the end when Ralphie beats the ever-loving shit out of the bully? I hope to God you’ve seen it. Because then you’ll know exactly what I mean when I say I’m about to go real fucking Ralphie on this son of a bitch.”
“Edward Cullen can take his stupid heroine and OD on it. Kate is my own personal brand of Viagra.”
“Apparently, I’ve grown a conscience. I don’t know when it happened. I don’t know how it happened, but I’m not happy about it.
If I could, I would squash that Jiminy Cricket fucker like the roach he is.”
“I’m going to fight to prove to you that this is real. That I’m not going anywhere and that what I feel for you isn’t going to change. And then someday – maybe not any time soon, but one day – I’m going to tell you that you, Kate Brooks, are the love of my life, and you won’t have any doubt that it’s true.”
I could go on and on giving you line after line from this great book…instead…if you haven’t read it yet?!? You need to make a mad dash to wherever you get your books from and get this one…right now!