Karla McCaffrey > Karla's Quotes

“I'm beginning to think cookies is a code word for something else."

"Maybe it is." He tugged on my bag again as he took a confident step back, forcing me down another step. "And just think about it. If cookie was a code word, whatever it symbolizes, it's been in your mouth, sweetheart.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“Leaning back against Cam's chest, I tipped my head back and I reached up, cupping his cheek. I drew his mouth to mine and kissed him softly. "Thank you."

His lips curved up on one side. "For what?"

"For waiting for me.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“You've been checking me out, haven't you? In between your flaming insults? I feel like man candy.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“I didn't know what to say, but my heart was racing as he slid his hands down to mine. He placed them on his chest, right above his heart. "I have hope," he said, his gaze never leaving mine. "I have hope because I love you-I've been in love with you, Avery. Probably before I even realized that I was."

"You loved me?"

Cam dropped his forehead to mine and his chest rose sharply under my hands. "I love you."

My heart stuttered. "You love me?"

"Yes, sweetheart.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“And this must be Avery?"

"Oh, God, no," Cam said. "This is Candy, Mom."

His mother's eyes widened and a bit of color infused her cheeks. "Uh, I'm..."

"I'm Avery," I said, shooting Cam a look. "You had it right."

She spun around, smacking Cam across the arm. Hard, too. "Cameron! Oh my God. I thought..." She smacked him again and he laughed. "You're terrible.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“Guess what, Avery?"

"What?" I wondered if he could see how fast my heart was beating beneath my shirt.

"Remember how you just said you were having a good time?" Cam lowered his head so that our mouths were scant inches apart. "It's about to get better."

"Is it?"

He shifted his head and his nose grazed mine. "Oh, yeah."

"Are you not going to kiss me again?"

His lips tipped up. "That's exactly what I'm going to do.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“I’m a shallow, shallow boy. Hey, it helps that you’re pretty. It brings out the nice guy in me. Makes me what to share my cookies with you.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“So I was thinking we should skip tomorrow, stay right here and watch shitty movies all day."

My first response was to say I couldn't skip a whole day's worth of classes, but as I met Cam's mischievous gaze, I said screw it. "That's a brilliant idea."

"I know, right?" He tapped his head. "I'm full of great shit."

"Yeah, you're definitely full of it..."

"Ha.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“We have to stop meeting like this."

And that was the truest thing ever spoke. I needed to stop staring at his bicep... and chest... and tattoo. Never thought the sun could be so... sexy. Wow. This was awkward.

"You running over me, me almost running over you?" Cam elaborated. "It's like we're a catastrophe waiting to happen.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“Within a few short hours, he nearly had me agreeing to try deer jerky for the first time. Almost. If it weren't for Cam continuously whispering "Bambi" in my ear every couple of minutes, I would've caved.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“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.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“You’re joking, right?”
“No. I’ve been living here for a while—like a couple of years with my roommate. You know, the fucktard who put poor Raphael outside.”
“Hey!” the guy yelled from inside their apartment. “I have a name. It’s Señor Fucktard!”
― J. Lynn , Wait for You

“Cookie for you. Cookie for me.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“I have cookies.”
“Cookies?” My brows rose.
“Yeah, and I made them. I’m quite the baker.”
For some reason, I couldn’t picture that. “You baked cookies?”
“I bake a lot of things, and I’m sure you’re dying to know all about those things. But tonight, it was chocolate and walnut cookies. They are the shit if I do say so myself.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“You don’t have to want to be in a relationship for a little bow-chicka-bow-wow.”
Brittany looked at him slowly. “Did you really just say that?”
“I did. And I owned it . Gonna make me a shirt that says that.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“Are you done dressing me like I’m your own personal Barbie?”
“Bitch, if you were my Barbie, you’d be half naked. ”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“Well, to be honest, I was planning to woo you with my banana nut bread, but that shit ain’t happening now. So all I have left is my delicious eggs.”
… “It’s really good, but you’re not wooing me.”
“Oh, I’m wooing … It’s all about the stealth. You don’t realize it yet.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“I can see that you don’t believe me. Maybe it was the cookie? Well, you refused to taste my cookies last night and honestly, I was going to eat the other cookie, but you looked so tired and sad sitting there, I figured you needed the cookie more than I did.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“Avery: "So I've been doing some thinking."
Cam: "Oh God."
Avery: "Shut up.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“What are you doing, Avery?”
I held up my bottle. “Drinking. What are you doing?”
His icy blue eyes narrowed. “That’s not what I’m getting at and you know that. What are you doing?”
Damn. Hello attitude. I tried to give Cam the bitch look Steph had mastered, screwing my face up until I’m sure I looked like I was having a seizure. I sighed and gave up.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You