Renita Pizzitola’s Top 10 Popular and Famous Quotes

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 Renita Pizzitola, a writer whom I am guessing you love? Here are our 10 best  Renita Pizzitola quotes for you to enjoy. At Australia Unwrapped we believe every book has at least one quotable line, and our mission is to find them all. Here you will find  Renita Pizzitola’s top 10 popular and famous quotes. Like every good writer  Renita Pizzitola made a number of memorable quotes, here are some of our favourites: 

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“it out. “Thanks. I thought I’d lost it for good. Where did you”
― Renita Pizzitola, Just a Little Crush

 “There she is,” he said.

I scanned the room for Mason’s current love interest. “Where?”

“Pink top, brown ponytail.”

“She’s cute. But a little too innocent for your taste.”

“Looks can be deceiving.” He grinned.

“How did a girl like me end up with a man-whore like you for a best friend?”

“I’m the one who should be asking how a guy like me ended up with a prude like you.”

“Hey, I’m not a prude. Well, at least I don’t think I am. Who knows?”

“I already volunteered my services. Telling you, once you’re devirginized you’re gonna go wild. Might as well get it out of the way.”

I hushed him and looked around. “Someone will hear you.”

“A guy who likes sex and a girl who’s a virgin. Yeah, that’s something no one’s ever seen before.” He shrugged. “I’m just trying to do you a favor.”

I laughed. “Your thoughtfulness amazes me.”

“No-strings-attached sex is very generous. You laugh now but one day you’ll come around.”

“No thanks. I know where you’ve been.”

“Good point.” He glanced back at the girl. “And you know where I’m going.”

I rolled my eyes. “Go. It’s fine.”

“That’s okay. I’ll find her later. I promised not to abandon you.”

“Go. Seriously. I’m fine. I’ll practice blending in with the walls.”

“Now I really can’t leave you.” He shifted his weight and stared at me.

“It was a joke. Anyway, I see a girl from one of my classes. I’ll go say hi.” I walked away and glanced back. With a shooing motion, I said, “Go.”

He shrugged and went to find his brunette.

I hadn’t really seen a friend but Mason came to have fun. I didn’t want to be his party paperweight.”
― Renita Pizzitola, Just a Little Crush

“The store he’d chosen was Target. Which could be my second home, so I led him right to kids’ clothes.

He stood on the edge of the little girls’ department with his mouth slightly agape. “This is a lot of clothes.”

I laughed and looped my arm through his. “C’mon, it’s not that bad.”

“How do you choose anything? It just goes on forever.”

“What did your sister say? Be specific.” I released his arm and ran my fingers over a cute floral dress.

“Size two. No exact matches. Summer clothes. Nothing slutty. Shorts. Dresses. No pants.”

I turned and stared at him. “Wait, she said nothing slutty?”

He chuckled. “I just threw that in to see if you were really paying attention. You kind of had that glazed-over storegasm look.”

My lips parted. “Did you just say ‘storegasm’?”

With a sheepish grin he looked down, then glanced back up. “My sister calls it that. I swear it’s not my word. Like when she walks into her favorite store or finds a sale, she says it’s better than…” He looked away. “I think I’m just going to shut up now.”

“Huh.” I looked through the rack again. “I kind of like it. Storegasm.” Cade didn’t move as I repeated the word, testing it out for myself. “But don’t worry. I was listening. Trust me, you’d know if I was having a storegasm.” I glanced at him, then walked over to the next rack.

When he didn’t follow, I looked over my shoulder at him. “You coming?”

One eyebrow shot up.

I bit back a smile and turned away.

He cleared his throat and followed.”
― Renita Pizzitola, Just a Little Flirt

“As we got into his car he tossed a glance my way. “So how much of that did you really hear?”

Shit.

I stared out the window. “Enough to know his heart’s in the right place”—I turned to Ryder—“and that he’s wrong.”

He was quiet for a moment, and I couldn’t tell if he was angry or thoughtful but then he reached over and slipped his fingers through mine. He raised my hand and pressed a kiss on my knuckles. “Well, he was definitely wrong about one thing.” He kept his eyes on the road, but a small smile finally ghosted across his lips. “For the record, I was interested in high school. But your burning hatred for me seemed a good reason to keep my distance.”

Fighting back a grin, I shook my head. “It wasn’t burning.”

With a sideways glance, he curved his mouth into the sexiest smile ever. “Yeah, I saw the way you looked at me, it kind of was.”

I peeked over at him. “Maybe that wasn’t hatred you saw.”

He raised an eyebrow.

I shrugged.

“Wow.” He puffed out air. “Now you tell me.”
― Renita Pizzitola, Just a Little Crush

 “It was just after eleven and I had a missed text from Cade. There was a picture of Scout sprawled across his bed with a message. The text had just come through. It was probably what had woken me.

Cade: I think Scout misses you.

Me: He looks pretty comfy. Probably happy to have his spot back.

Cade: Okay, by “Scout” maybe I meant me.

Me: You can cuddle with Scout.

Cade: He keeps kicking me away.

I laughed and started to type when another message came through.

Cade: He prefers you. We have that in common.

It hit me then how much I genuinely liked Cade.

Me: My bed’s pretty lonely too. At least you have Scout.”
― Renita Pizzitola, Just a Little Flirt

 “I wandered into the kitchen with my beer cup still in hand. There was nothing worse than being alone at a party. Well, not true. Being alone and sober.

“Hey.”

I turned and was actually happy to see Noah. At least I wouldn’t be the lonely loser. “Hi.”

He glanced at my still mostly full beer.

“I really hardly ever drink. My friend assumes if he puts a beer in my hand I’ll drink it; if I don’t, he does. I’m more or less his cupholder.”
― Renita Pizzitola, Just a Little Crush

“It’s like the theory of oneness. One thing’s existence is dependent upon the other. Like if there was no up, we wouldn’t have down. Basically, this balance unifies everything. So for every sensation, every move, every action, there is a counteraction to balance it. Inhalation. Exhalation. Push. Pull. Over. Under. In. Out.”
― Renita Pizzitola, Just a Little Crush

 “You know, it kind of empowers people when you hate them. It’s a very strong emotion, and if you hate someone, you are allowing them to elicit that from you. I think some people don’t deserve my feelings. I’d rather save them for the people who do. And, really, anyone who would warrant my hate isn’t worth my time.”
― Renita Pizzitola, Just a Little Crush

“You’re the only one.”

“You’re my only too.”

“You mean only one?”

I was drunk, but I knew exactly what I’d said. “No. My only. Solely. Exclusively. It’s an unquantifiable measure so you can’t devalue it by adding a number as if there will be others.”
― Renita Pizzitola, Just a Little Flirt

“Though I will tell you, you ruined me. I’ve held a lot of girls I kissed to your standard and I’ve been sorely disappointed.”
― Renita Pizzitola, Just a Little Crush

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“His phone dinged again. “This crazy-ass voicemail. It’s all jacked—Wait, when did you call me?”

“Please don’t listen to that,” I blurted.

He grinned. “Okay, now I have to hear it. Was this last night? Were you drunk? Did you drunk-dial me?” he teased. But it was too late, he’d already lifted the phone.

Bile rose in my throat and the room became a thousand degrees hotter. “Please. Don’t.”

“Why? What’s wrong?” He grew quiet and listened. “I don’t hear anything. Wait. You didn’t mean to call, did you? Is that another guy?”

I put my face in my hands. Cade was quiet as he listened. And I prayed for a giant black hole to open and swallow me.

His phone made a soft thump as he tossed it onto the coffee table. The couch moved with him as he settled back.

“You can uncover your face now.” His tone didn’t sound angry but I still couldn’t face him. His hands slid around my wrists and gently tugged, forcing me to lower them.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, annoyed that I didn’t even have my own car to leave.

“Was that your roommate?” he asked.

I nodded, my face still tucked down.

“And…her boyfriend?”

“No, her best friend.”

“So you told your roommate about me?”

I could hear the smile in his voice and looked up.

“I mean, I assume you don’t know a bunch of ‘therapy dog’ guys named Cade, but I could be wrong.”

“You aren’t pissed about what you heard?”

“All I heard were some friends teasing you…about me. They think you want me. Bad.” He grinned.

“And what I said?”

“Were you serious? Because to me you sounded annoyed, maybe even defensive. And considering you stayed home last night and are with me tonight, I don’t think you really planned a, how did you put it? ‘Weekend fuckfest.’ ” He bit back a smile.

“You were never supposed to hear that.” I crossed my arms. “And I expected you to be upset, not tease me about it.”

He grabbed my hand. “C’mon, I’m sorry. Did you want to have a weekend fuckfest? I don’t want to interfere with your plans.” He tugged my hand, urging me to look up. “Look, we can have one. I’m game. Don’t stop on account of me.”

“Shut up.”

His hand made its way to my arm and he slid me along the leather couch, and tucked me into him. “Quit being all grumpy. I’m RSVPing to your fuckfest. I mean, I’ve never had one, but it seems pretty self-explanatory.”

“You’re an asshole.” And by that I really meant the most perfect fucking guy ever. Who hears something like that and plays it totally cool?

“So, am I also supposed to bend you over a table or something? Because I think your roommate might have mentioned that as well.”

I shoved him back while trying hard not to smile. “I hate you.”

He laughed and scooped me into his lap. “If it makes you feel any better, my roommate knows I have the hots for you too.”

I rolled my eyes”― Renita Pizzitola, Just a Little Flirt

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