Put a swimsuit on it.

There’s something about swimsuits that make you think you’ve got to earn the right to wear them. And that’s wrong. Really, the criteria is simple. Do you have a body? Put a swimsuit on it.

— from Dumplin’ by Julie Murphy

Note: Julie is a fantastic human being, so that’s another reason to check out her books. 


You blackmailed me right back

She could see herself with Mr. Clark at some point in the future—an old married couple sitting on a porch in summer, holding hands and reminiscing over past times. Do you remember the time you blackmailed me? Yes, dear. You blackmailed me right back. It was the sweetest thing. I knew then that we were meant for each other.

— fromThe Suffragette Scandal (The Brothers Sinister #4) by Courtney Milan


A mature young woman of nine

“When George and I married, Alex was only eight—”

“Nine!” she called.

“Pardon me. Lady Alexandra Huntington was a mature young woman of nine.” She chuckled, the sound brushing Collin’s spine. “She had a rather fierce crush on George—”

“My grown cousin!”

“—and she found it difficult to like me. In fact, I believe to this very day that she plotted my murder.”

“Not true. I only wanted to run you off.”

“Well, thankfully I’d said my vows just before I met her, or I may very well have abandoned him.”

— from To Tempt A Scotsman by Victoria Dahl


So where do I stab him?

“Get the pistol,” he managed.

As Minerva dove to retrieve the weapon, Colin tightened his legs about the highwayman’s neck.

“I know what you’re thinking,” he said, his voice strained with effort. “You’re thinking that she’s just an innocent miss with spectacles. That she can’t possibly know how to fire that weapon. But you’re wrong. She’s had training.” He raised his voice. “Min, show him. Shoot that birch tree over there.”

“I’m not firing at a tree! I’d waste my shot, and I haven’t more powder. Then what help would I be? Really, Colin.”

“See?” Colin said to the suffocating man. “She knows what she’s doing.” He released the robber with one final half-strength kick to the jaw. “No sudden moves.”

Minerva focused her gaze and held the pistol steady. “Do I shoot him?”

“No. No, there’s a knife in my right boot. Fetch it, kindly.”

Keeping the pistol trained on the robber at all times, she moved sideways until she could reach the boot. She found the knife with one hand and fumbled it open, wielding it like a dagger.

“All right,” she said, glaring down at the highwayman. “So where do I stab him?”

Stab him? Colin stared up at her, amazed.

— from A Week to Be Wicked (Spindle Cove #2) by Tessa Dare

I love, love, love bespectacled Minerva, and Colin, who knows not to underestimate her. The whole Spindle Cove series is such a delight.


A brick totally just fell out…

She raced up the stairs and slammed her bedroom door. A beat later it whipped back open. “Hey!” she yelled down. “Why didn’t a brick fall out of my fireplace?”

Parker, halfway to the front door, stopped and eyed the fireplace. A brick hadn’t fallen out because he’d fixed it with one trip to the local hardware store for a mortar patch. But Ms. Prickly I’ve-Got-It wouldn’t want to hear that. “A brick totally just fell out,” he said.

There was a pause, and then she was at the top of the stairs, staring down at him. “You just lied to me.”

“It was a white lie,” he said. “And everyone knows white lies don’t really count.”

She blinked and then pointed at him. “Stop fixing my life!”

He laughed. “This house is not your life.”

The look on her face told him that he was wrong. She thought that the house was her life.

— from All I Want (Animal Magnetism #7) by Jill Shalvis

Jill Shalvis writes really fun contemporary romance. She’s a pro at quirky heroines, cute animals, hot dudes, and charm. Read any book by her anytime.


I wouldn’t say that I’m bossy.

“Has anyone ever told you how bossy you are?”

“I wouldn’t say that I’m bossy. I just always know what to do before anyone else does and I do not keep the information to myself.”

— from Three Schemes and a Scandal (Writing Girls #1) by Maya Rodale

I love the whole Writing Girls series and this novella is no exception. Charlotte is so wonderfully charming in her scheming and I could read books and books of her life.


Anyone can bring flowers

“I’m going to push you up… You should be able to—” But she was already in. Hyacinth Bridgerton was clearly a born athlete. Either that or a cat burglar.

“I don’t think anyone heard. Can you get up by yourself?”

“As long as the window is already open, it’s no trouble.” He was inside in under twenty seconds.

“I’m impressed,” Hyacinth said.

“You’re impressed by strange things,” he said, brushing himself off.

“Anyone can bring flowers,” she said with a shrug.

“Are you saying all a man needs to do to win your heart is scale a building?”

She looked back out the window. “Well, he’d have to do a bit more than this. Two stories, at the very least.”

— from It’s in His Kiss (Bridgertons #7) by Julia Quinn

I love, love, love the whole Bridgertons series. In #7, Hyacinth and St. Clair are both just plain great.



No going back from this

And it occurred to her, as she made that mad dash down the lane—clutching a blazing hot pistol in one hand and a fistful of money in the other—that this surely must mark some turning point in her life. Really, there was no going back from this.

— from A Week to Be Wicked (Spindle Cove #2) by Tessa Dare

I wish I could visit Spindle Cove.


I wrote it down for him

Jonathan huffed. “Posey, do you see what I have to put up with? I work all day, I come home, I expect my partner to listen to me, but no, I could be standing here on fire and he still wouldn’t notice.”

“Henry, say something nice to your honey,” Posey commanded.

“Jon, you’re the best,” Henry said.

“More, please,” Jon said haughtily.

“You’re a great dresser, our house is a showplace, the food you cook is fit for the gods. You’re so understanding and compassionate, and I thank God every day that we found each other,” Henry murmured, his eyes drifting back to his book.

“Wow,” Posey said, closing her mouth. “I never knew you had it in you, bro.”

“I wrote it down for him,” Jonathan explained with an affectionate cuff to Henry’s head.

— from Until There Was You by Kristan Higgins

Kristan Higgins writes cute, fun, and satisfying contemporary romance. Highly recommend!


Huzzah! Suffragettes!

“You’re mispronouncing that word.”

“Suffragette? How does one pronounce it, then?”

“Suffragette is pronounced with an exclamation point at the end. Like this: ‘Huzzah! Suffragettes!”

— from The Suffragette Scandal (The Brothers Sinister #4) by Courtney Milan

Historical romance + a badass suffragette? YES FOREVER. Love this whole series so much.