20 Quotes by Sara Desai

What have you been eating?""Jalebis." Anika held up a bright orange, pretzel-shaped sweet similar to a funnel cake."Yesterday, we helped Dadi make chocolate peda," Zaina informed her, using the Urdu term for "paternal grandmother.""And the day before that we made burfi, and before that we made-""Peanut brittle." Anika grinned.Layla bit back a laugh. Her mother had a sweet tooth, so it wasn't surprising that she'd made treats with her granddaughters in the kitchen.

Everyone had what they called a coffee bar name. Instead of Nooput, the girl is Natalie. Instead of Tarick, the boy is Ricky. And Hardik wants to be called Harry because he says Americans think his name means he is in the dirty movies.

She pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, licked the strong line of his jaw, the chin with a tiny cleft in the center. She liked his scratchy stubble, the erotic burning sensation it made on her skin as he licked and sucked the sensitive dip between her neck and her shoulder.

His stomach rumbled. He hadn't eaten since breakfast, and the aromas drifting up from the kitchen below reminded him of his mother's masala box, filled with all the spices she used to make their meals- zesty cumin, sweet cinnamon, fragrant bay leaves, savory mustard seeds, rich peppercorn, pungent garam masala, and spicy chilies- they were all tied up in a sense of home.

Stay in the closet and I promise to tell you the fantasy that I had about you and me and the Eagerson desk."Sam ducked behind her father's spare shirts. "Does it involve handcuffs?""No handcuffs.""Rope?""No.""Chains?""It wasn't Fifty Shades of Brown, so don't get excited.

If you're worried that her wheelchair is an issue," John said, "I'll just remind you that your personality handicap hasn't stopped us from being friends."Puzzled, Sam frowned. "What personality handicap?""Your inability to see things that are staring you in the face.

How's your girlfriend? Sorry I didn't stay for an introduction.""She's not my girlfriend. We worked together on a downsizing."Layla lifted an eyebrow. "What exactly did you downsize that involved the removal of your pants?

You wouldn't believe how many languages I had to learn to get my software engineering degree."Sam's gaze drifted over Daisy's Riot Grrrl T-shirt. "I see English wasn't one of them.

It also says here that you're a good girl." His voice dropped to a sensual purr and he leaned toward her. "Are you a good girl, Layla? You seem very bad to me. If you need a husband who can keep you in line, you'll have to up your game.