Samantha Jones Quotes

Always look like you know where you're going, even when you don't

I don't believe in the Republican party or the Democratic party. I just believe in parties.

Letting go is the one last option I have and I am too stubborn to take it

I’ve never understood sexy lingerie. I mean, what’s the point? The guy’s only going to take it off.

Have I become the girl who waits by the phone, hoping it will ring, who asks a friend to dial her number to make sure the phone is working?

If a man doesn’t ask you to marry him -- or at least live with him -- after two years, he never will. It means he’s only interested in having a good time.

Maybe you can’t have it both ways. His life and your life. How do you put two lives together, anyway?

I look at you and everything just makes sense. And I can’t see another day in my future without you in it.

With a quick check, he pulls out onto the road and we roar off in a trail of dust, leaving my stomach still somewhere on his driveway and my heart completely in his hands.

I’m a realist. Just because you had sex once doesn’t mean you have to fall in love.

I love you, but I love me more.

Why do you even want to be here with me? You can barely stand to look at me for the most part, let alone be around me. I'm doing you a favor here, Nathan. I'm freeing you of me." "Wait...Stay." "No." "I'm not asking." "I thought we were done." "We'll never be done.

I'll never love anyone like I love him, and I'll always be his whether I'm with him or not.

You had another tattoo done? What does it say?" "Alex. It says, Alex. I guess I just needed something to remind me you were real, because after you left, there was nothing ... nothing to say you'd ever been here.

His hormones never calmed down once they set in when he was a teenager.”“Yeah, we've considered getting him neutered,” Nathan adds,a goading tone to his voice.I see Nathan and Sol share a look,then Sol says,“Sorry, when did you last get laid, Nate? Oh yeah, about a year ago.” He smiles smugly. “Me, you ask? Oh well, I got some yesterday.

I said, ‘Never. Because I don’t consider my work a job. I consider it a career. And you don’t quit a career.’ That shut her up for a minute. Then she asked where I went to college.

How Nathan doesn't know I fancy him is beyond me. I may as well walk around with a sandwich board, saying 'I heart Nathan', ringing a bell

But mainly, he hates that he didn’t get there in time to save you.” … “He did save me.” My voice sounds inept. Jack shakes his head, gently. “No love, not in the way he wishes.

Oh God, you’re one of those pimps that takes girls off the streets and gets them addicted to drugs and turns them into prostitutes, aren’t you?!” My future suddenly maps out in front of me. I can see myself all greasy hair, short skirts and ripped tights, getting into stranger’s cars.

So overnight I’ve somehow turned into a woman who has sex with a complete stranger, a slightly weird stranger might I add, that results in my clothes getting ruined to the point of incineration and I have no memory of said sex. Which I suppose in a way is kind of a shame because he is really fit.

I throw myself into him, letting him fill the empty hollow places being away from him. I'm already wrapped around him, but I push closer. He tightens his hold on me. Honestly, if I could fit myself into his skin and rest in-between his bones, right now, I would.

Yow. Guys can be so insecure.

So let me get this straight.”I rub my nose.“You've brought me out to hunt and kill animals with my bare hands?”A smile ghosts his face. He scratches his cheek. “Well teeth, but basically, yes.”Oh God. This is his idea of going out? No wonder he hasn't got a girlfriend.

Babies! That’s all it’s about. Who ever knew the world would be all about babies?” Samantha shouts. “Every time I see a baby, I swear, I want to throw up,” Miranda says. “I did throw up once.” I nod eagerly. “I saw a filthy bib, and that was it.” “Why don’t these people just get cats and a litter box?” Samantha asks.

He’s probably one of those “love the one you’re with” guys -- meaning he automatically goes after whatever woman happens to be around when he’s feeling horny." "Just another reason why I’ll never get married," I say, getting out of the car. “Oh, Carrie.” He sighs. “I feel sorry for you, then. I worry that you’ll never find true love.

He’s romantic, claims that we’re two halves of the same person. The downside is that he expects me automatically to know his mood or his schedule. Like I should be able to read his mind. Or, I should say, his half of our mind.” —Samantha, Topeka, KS

Why did you break up?” “Because she didn’t like what I became after I left the army.” “And what was that?” He stares deep into my eyes. A sudden coolness overtakes the warmth. It sends an unexpected chill running through me. “Uncaring. Hard. Cold,” he answers dryly. I swallow down. “And what were you before?” “Uncaring ... hard ... cold.” He grins, his warmth instantly returning.

You did good, Bunny. You could kick Nikita’s ass, hands tied behind your back, blindfolded.” I laugh, feeling a warm glowing coating my insides. “I highly doubt it, but thanks for the confidence.” I always get this feeling when he praises me. There’s a real teacher-pupil thing going on here. Towle, Samantha (2012-05-22). Original Sin (The Alexandra Jones Series #2) (Kindle Locations 1754-1757). . Kindle Edition.

Zeff rests his foot up on his other knee and sits his coffee cup against his solid thigh. He has nice feet for a man. Actually, scrap that thought. That was a really weird thing to think. Towle, Samantha (2012-05-22). Original Sin (The Alexandra Jones Series #2) (Kindle Locations 942-944). . Kindle Edition.

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You’ll be fine. Trust me.” “I do trust you. I don’t trust myself. You joke about letting me shoot you, knowing me, it might just be a possibility.” “Have a little more faith in yourself.” He chuckles deep and low. “But I’ll stay back here just to be on the safe side.” I glance at him over my shoulder. “You think you’re safe back there? You really don’t know me at all.” Towle, Samantha (2012-05-22). Original Sin (The Alexandra Jones Series #2) (Kindle Locations 1687-1691). . Kindle Edition.

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What?” She gasps. “Who did you do it with? You can’t go out there and pick up some random stranger. Oh no, Carrie. You didn’t. You didn’t pick up some guy at a bar.