77 Quotes by Joanna Wylde

I want you, and I’m not the kind of guy to sit back and wait for good things to come to me.

I’d lick him all over and massage his butt if he asked.

Marie: So why are you called Horse? Horse: Cause I’m hung like one.

You didn’t hurt me, babe,” he said. “You marked me. Big difference. That night was the most important thing that’s ever happened in my life. Holding you, catching Noah – it changed me forever. I didn’t want to forget. So when the bruises started to fade, I went and got them inked, so I couldn’t.

Kind of like Batman. On a motorcycle.

Just ’cause I’m the picture of manly perfection doesn’t mean I don’t have a brain.

Um, hate to break it to you, nut Em doesn’t need justice”, I pointed out, voice heavy with sarcasm. “She needs to not get cut with a knife in the first place. Women are finicky that way – we like not getting cut.

I didn’t need a man, but if I wanted one I’d take him and use him and then pass him along without a second thought, because I’d become a sophisticated, modern woman if it killed me. Sure. And I would lose ten pounds and age backward, too. Right after I learned to fly my invisible jet.

Hey, sweet butt,” he said. That broke the spell. Sweet butt? What the hell kind of guy called a girl he’d never met something like that?