227 Quotes by Molly Harper

I was shameless in my supermarket-shelf mass-market taste. I loved King, Evanovich, Grisham and Brown. I won't lie; the oficial-looking filing cabinet in the corner is actually stuffed full of my paperbacks.

Sweetheart!” she cried. “Why haven’t you called?”“Because you’ve been calling enough for the both of us?” I suggested dryly.

The brain may die, but my compulsion for useless trivia lives on.

I don't care what tomorrow brings, as long as I have you.

Trivia monologue. You are so the man for me.

You can take the girl out of the library, but you can’t take the neurotic, compulsively curious librarian out of the girl.

Zeb grinned. “You were the only person I know who’s done it on an occupied police car.” I glared at him. “If you want to start trading stories, we can start trading stories. As a former member of the Richard Marx Fan Club, you don’t want to start this arms race.” Zeb smiled meekly around a rib. Agreed.” “Richard Marx?” Jolene asked. “He went through an obnoxiously cheerful pop phase. Don’t ask.

How much to make her go to her room and stop talking to me?” Cal asked.While I gaped at his rudeness, Gigi coughed a rather obvious “douchebag!” into her fist. I caught her eye and shook my head emphatically. Douche-coughing someone with superhearing was not a responsible choice.

Why couldn’t I have spent the last few months like this, wrapped in his arms, drinking in the warm, spicy scent of him? Oh, wait. Cooper was a complete dick to me, that’s why.