“I feel like Harry Potter just put liquid luck in my butterbeer before Quidditch practice.”
“They have two moods, hungry and horny. So if you see a boy without an erection, you should go make him a sandwich. - Girl, don't you dare listen to them. You tell them to make their own damn sandwiches.”
“Naw, you have that thing. That think outside the box thing. It’s like you think anything is possible. It’s refreshing.” “Well, whatever we can dream, we can do, right?” His green eyes glisten and he says quietly, “I sure hope so.” “Aiden! Have you been dreaming about me?” He blushes. Seriously. He actually blushes. And I was just teasing. I mean, I’ve had dreams about him. But he BLUSHED! That means his dreams were sexual!”
“After a kiss like that, he should know I’m the one.
He should be down on his knees begging me to marry him and have his little Hottie babies.”
“Attack me already. Please! I can’t take it anymore.
But I don’t say any of that. I just savor each and every slow, amazing, and tongue-free kiss.
Maybe he was born without a tongue, I think for a brief second, but then I realize that I am dumb because he wouldn’t be able to talk if he had been, now would he?”
“But what did Grandpa’s ranch hand say about boys? They have two moods, hungry and horny. So if you see a boy without an erection, you should go make him a sandwich. That made Grandpa laugh, and Grandma say, Keatyn, don’t you dare listen to them. You tell them to make their own damn sandwiches.”
“I want my kisses to haunt his dreams. I want him to beg for me. Seriously, the next time he tries to kiss me, I’m going to turn the other way. I want him down on his knees begging, Please, Boots, please!”
“Hmm. Well, good. Does that mean it’d be okay if I wanted to get down on my knees again sometime?” Dallas walks up behind me. “And just what are you going to do down on your knees, Kiki?” “Look for seashells, what else?” I sass back.”
“He smiles.
It’s a blinding, white-toothed smile.
A push-me-over-the-edge-of-the-love-cliff smile.
And before I can say a word in protest, he’s got my hand and is dragging me through the carnival.
Note to self: Do not stare directly at his smile. It holds special powers.
Also: Do not kiss him. His mouth is definitely the source of his power.”
“Riley is sitting in his desk chair, rolling around and trying to figure out how to rule the world. Or, at least, how to sleep with it.”
“You sound like you’re still in bed.” “I am. You done with detention?” “Yes. How would you like some breakfast in bed?” “I just want you in my bed, but food would be nice too.”
“He smiles and pours us each a drink, then puts his glass up in the air. “Here’s to my beautiful naked girl.” “I’m not drinking to my nakedness.” He runs his hand down my stomach. “Oh, but you should.” “Dawson! Stop that! We need to order food. I’m starving.” “Me too, but it’s not my fault you’re so damn sexy, and you make me want you. All the time.”
“In third period Math, we were forced to sit in alphabetical order. Which put me right behind Logan, who was throwing all those passes to Aiden in the scrimmage. He took off his navy blazer and when he leaned forward to write, I could see muscles bulging across his back and shoulders. I can already tell Math is going to suck, but at least I’ll have a nice view.
It’s like what Grandpa always says about real estate. Location, location, location.”
“There's no app for a bourbon buzz on a warm day in a cool, dark bar. The world will always want a drink.”
“So much of language is unspoken. So much of language is compromised of looks and gestures and sounds that are not words. People are ignorant of the vast complexity of their own communication.”
“Yeah, sometimes life really sucks," she says. "But you know what I'm holding on for?"
I raise my eyebrows.
She raises hers, too, mimicking me.
"The moments that don't suck," she says. "The trick is to notice them when they come around.”
“Is not Allah enough for his servant??”
“My best friend—her name was Helena—lived in that house. Sometimes I used to spend the night with her. But more often she came to my house, on weekends. It was more fun to be in the country.”
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