J. Lynn Quotes

Dancing can be addictive if you like it.

Don't pick up hitchhikers!"- D. Adams

Sports is all about money.

I have freedom. But freedom means total selfishness. It means nobody cares much what you do.

I don't like to talk about things where you're going to gt one side or the other unhappy. My music has no politics.

Over the last few years, my comfort level with how I look has improved. My age has helped. You get used to yourself and accept yourself.

I wasn't put on this earth to be housekeeper to my own child or to anyone else for that matter.

I am not a slow writer, I am not a fast writer . . . I am a half-fast writer.

There was no such thing as perfection in this world, only moments of such extreme transparency that you forgot yourself, a holy mercy if there ever was one.

There will never be another woman for me, Alexandra. You are my eternity. -Michael

Although humor is present in every one of my films, it has always been used as a way to make the darker, heavier stuff in my stories more palatable. I never set out to make 'Humpday' a comedy.

People with the purest souls are capable of the greatest evils.

You were perfect.” Cam dipped his mouth to mine. “Only because I was with you.

You have touched my heart in so many ways with your gentle tenderness, I am lost forever in your love.

Because he should want to be in a relationship with me! I’m friggin’ awesome.

I took a drink. "I guess it's different for you.""Hmm?" "I bet you have girls hanging all over you. Dozens would probably kill to be in my spot and here I am, allergic to your bread.

I like being upbeat, positive, happy, enjoying family.

She tried to swallow, to take a breath, but her eyes met his, and there was nothing but aching intensity in his gaze. And she was drawn in, swept away.

Chad had prowled over to her, and she felt good caged in between those powerful arms, but when he kissed her flushed forehead and then the tip of her nose, she lost a little of herself forever.

I want to be here with you, Avery. You don't have to worry about impressing me or wowing me. You've already done that.

Bridget did the only thing she could do in this situation that wouldn't end with her doing a life stint in prison. She flipped the woman off. With both hands.

There is no one else - there's never been anyone else but you. You're it Maddie.

He raised his brows. "You're drunk." "Am not!" He gave me a bland look. "A drunk's famous last words before they fall flat on their face.

Am I going to have to carry you? If so, it would complete my badass knight-in-shining-armor act with you today.

People got out of the way for Cam. He was like a hot Moses, parting a sea of drunk college students.

Those lips had curved into a knowing half smile that did funny things to her insides. And like a match tossed to gasoline, her body sparked alive and flames licked every inch of her.

We're partners." "Huh?" "We. Are. Partners.

We also told her you weren't a serial killer," Brit interjected. Cam nodded. "That's a glowing recommendation. Hey, at least he's not a serial killer. I'm going to put that on my Facebook profile.

Avery: "So I've been doing some thinking." Cam: "Oh God." Avery: "Shut up.

My phone just auto-corrected my name to "Jamie unnecessary," instead of Jamie Lynn.

I've wanted to be with you since the first time you turned me down. I've just been waiting for you to come around.

I could stare at you for a lifetime. It would never grow old." "Even when I'm old?" "Even then.

It’s just a cookie, sweetheart.

A person is only complete when she has a true friend to understand her, to share all her passions and sorrows with, and to stand by her throughout her life.

I can't wait for everyone to read 'Don't Look Back.' It's something very different for me, my first romantic suspense novel, so I'm very excited to be sharing the book, finally.

Avery Morgansten? This is becoming a habit.

I’m just not interested.” “Do you have ovaries?” Jacob asked. I shot him a look. “Yes.” … “Then how are you not interested.

You were perfect – perfect for me – and I love you

Tell me what you want, sweetheart … Anything. And I’ll do it.

I want you to know that I’m serious. You’re not a hook up. You’re not a friend with benefits. You’re more than that to me.

I went through phases of odd hairstyles and tank top-over-tee outfits and stuff like that.

I just didn't know how much of this I was capable of. How far this - whatever it was - would actually go before old fears overshadowed the warmth.

I have never taken a road trip. Unless you count Los Angeles to Vegas.

I trust you with my life

All I'm saying is once you've been out in the woods and heard the things I've heard, you'd believe in Big Foot and the chupacabra.

It's like we're a catastrophe waiting to happen.

Join me? Patting the spot beside him, he inclined his head. “Pretty please? I’m lonely all by myself over here.

I’d still be nice to you if you were ugly.” “Okay.” A wicked grin slipped over his full lips. He bent his head down and whispered, “I just wouldn’t offer you any cookies.

I eat ranch dressing with my pizza; I dip it in the ranch. It is so good! I know, I am really weird .

Thank you.” His lips curved up on one side. “For what?” “For waiting for me.