Good. Or instead, what if I just told you that I love you?” Payton gazed into his eyes. “What would you say, J. D. Jameson, if I told you that?” J.D. smiled. He touched his forehead to Payton’s, closed his eyes, and answered her with one word. “Finally.
Some jobs required a certain level of detachment; a turning off of emotions in order to do the things that needed to be done.
Cameron threw her hands up in frustration. “What is this so-called ‘look’?” Whatever it was, she was going to have to start taking extreme measures to guard against it. Amy grinned. “You know the Tom and Jerry cartoon where Tom hasn’t eaten for days and he imagines Jerry looking like a ham? Kind of like that.
What can I say? I’m a sucker for the shy, quiet types.
My, my, aren’t we pushy . . .
Then she would be done with J. D. Jameson forever. No more having to prove herself; no more of those pesky jitters she felt whenever she saw him at work—something like butterflies in her stomach, it was actually quite annoying; no more stress; no more fights in the library; and definitely no more sexy I’m-gonna-kiss-you-now-woman blue-eyed heated gazes. She had no idea why she just thought that.
Never send a boy to do a woman’s job, Irma.” - Payton Kendall
J.D. cleared his throat and pushed the button on the intercom. “Uh, Payton, hi. It’s J.D.” Dead silence. Then another crackle. “Sorry. Not interested.” Cute. But J.D. persisted. Again with the button. “I want to talk to you.” Crackle. “Ever hear of a telephone, asshole?” Okay, he probably deserved that.
The shower trick. Let's hear it, Kendall
I would've done it for you in a heartbeat.
I think that for him, I'd risk everything.” ~ Taylor
Life isn't always about logic and reasons—sometimes you just have to close your eyes and jump. Particularly when it comes to relationships.
I’m not sure I trust myself around you I liked you from the start, J.D. I really wish things had been different, that's all.
Sitting next to her, Amy was wide-eyed, mesmerized at the sight of Jack heading over in all his seemingly pissed-off-once-again glory. "I changed my mind, Cam. If this was all a big setup and he's coming over to strip for me, I think I can handle it. I definitely can handle it.
We're out of time, Payton. You said it yourself: the only way we'll make it is for us to go into this together. I know we can do this. But I need you to believe it. You need to believe... in us." Peyton didn't say anything for a long moment, and J.D. could literally hear his heart beating. Then she finally answered. "It would have to be called Kendall and Jameson." It took J.D a moment to catch on. Then he grinned. "No way. Jameson and Kendall. It's alphabetical." "You told our boss that you banged me on top of your desk." "Kendall and Jameson sounds great
My God, Jack - with a look like that, you two should just get a room. And try not to pick the one with a dead body next to it this time.
Raise your hand if you had no idea you’d see so much nudity in one week of jury duty.” Twelve hands flew straight into the air. And unbelievably, Payton laughed.
J.D. nodded. Yes, yes, fine, thank you. Nice attitude, by the way. Like boss, like secretary.
I love you,” she said softly. Jason's arms tightened around her. He grinned sleepily. “I know.” Taylor drifted off contentedly. Until through the darkness, she heard a low, sneaky whisper. “Mrs. Taylor Andrews . . .” She didn't bother to open her eyes. “Still not gonna happen.
What exactly was your plan here, Mr. Andrews? To just walk in and flash your little smile, no questions asked?
You’re here.” “I am.” Jason boldly took in the way she looked. “I take it you don’t often wear that dress in court.” “Probably not a good idea.” He grinned. “Yes, I can imagine it would be somewhat awkward standing before a judge who has a huge hard-on.” “Is that the effect this dress has?” Taylor’s eyes traveled downward, to the zipper of Jason’s pants, and he was momentarily caught off guard by her bluntness. Her eyes sparkled, amused. “You’re blushing, Jason. That’s cute.
You probably should get back out there. You’re ignoring your other guests.” “Screw them.” “I’m sure that many of them, you already have.
Business associates? Ouch. That’s worse than friends
The mighty have such simple weaknesses. I like to think it’s God’s way of keeping things fair.
Score one for Team Kendall, Payton thought. Not that it was a competition between them. Not at all.
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