And I didn’t know how to feel the feeling I was feeling.
You did it,” I said, my voice quiet and drowsy. “Did what, sugar?” “Today, at the Compound, what you said, you did it.” “What, baby?” “I dreamed a dream.” His arms spasmed. I drifted to sleep, muttering, “You promised to get me to a dream, you got me to a dream. Thank you, honey.” Then I fell asleep.
She shouldn’t have looked for the dreamers. She should have found a man who knows all the different types of motor oil.
You also need to know I want kids of my own, two of them. But I don’t care, if this works out between me and you, that the kids we have will have an older brother and sister that don’t have my blood, just my heart.
If you didn’t like The Dude and Lebowski you could be a friend, but would never be a good friend. Ever.
Knight’s eyes settled on his woman and his, “Baby,” was a warning. Anya’s glare stayed glued to her man in a way Nick knew she was telling him he could shove his warning right up his ass. He.
Bright side of life, Lauren. You live with a storm cloud, you learn to find the bright side.
If you told me you needed a time-out, first I wouldn’t fuckin’ let you have one. Second, I wouldn’t give you a reason to fuckin’ want one. And last, you took off anyway, I’d fuckin’ phone.
We’re together, Delilah, nothin’ else matters.
We all gotta settle in with what we got and just rejoice if life gives us more or gives us better.
It was beyond anything I could have wished it to be. You are, my wee Finnie, beyond my wildest dreams.
Before, I was makin’ you my business. Things are different once I sleep with a woman, make her come and intend to do it again. Now you just are my business.
Finally I was naked on the table, my legs spread with big hands gripping tight at the sides of my knees, and he was down. As in down. On his knees on the floor, his mouth between my legs. Feeding. God. Oh God. Not feeding. Feeding.
And I grew up in a close family, and I always knew I wanted one of those too. So, I cannot promise you life is gonna run perfect. I cannot tell the future. What I can say is, what we have when you and me are tossin’ a ball or mannin’ the grill or sittin’ at the table doin’ your homework, that means something to me. It’s important to me. And when something’s important, you take care of it.
I’m not your old lady,” I declared. He grinned and asked, “You aren’t?” “No,” I stated firmly. “In my tee, in my bed, after a night where my condom stash got lighter by three, lady. Beg to differ,” he replied.
Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live in the world they’ve been given than to explore the power they have to change it. Impossible is not a fact. It’s an opinion. Impossible is not a declaration. It’s a dare. Impossible is potential. Impossible is temporary. Impossible is nothing. – Muhammad Ali.
You don’t belong to him, you belong to me.” “That’s insane too!” “Baby, you told me so your fuckin’ self.” “Sexual coercion.
We’ve had the works. Indy’s kidnappings and murder. Jet’s kidnappings and rape attempt. Roxie’s kidnapping and stalking. Car bombs. Grenades. Knife fights. Female wrestling at Chinese restaurants. Mayhem at a haunted house. Gunshots at a strip club. Showdowns at society parties. Now we got a vigilante on our hands.
Next time I get a scary picture text where you’re bleeding from your ear and hanging from something, new rule!” I shrieked. “You come see me immediately after you’re rescued!
Well, they’re right,” I told her. “But do you know how lovely you are?” She looked confused. “Do you mean pretty?” “Yes, but in a way where I can see it.” I lifted a hand and touched a finger to her heart. “And I can feel it because you’re pretty inside too.” She seemed to marvel at that. “No one ever told me I was pretty inside.” “Well, you are and don’t ever stop being that way because it really doesn’t matter what you look like on the outside. It only matters how you are on the inside.