Haley Quotes

“He glared accusingly at her while he made short work of his clothes. "You didn't wake me up."
She rolled her eyes as she speared a piece of sausage with her fork. "I did wake you up. Three times in fact. Each time you threw something at me and went back to sleep."
Jason gaped at her. "And you gave up? You know our routine, woman. You have to
keep at it until I'm forced to get off the bed to find something to throw at you.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps

“Maybe you should just admit that you're crazy about me," he said, leaning in to kiss her again.
"And why would you want me to do that?" she asked, still smiling.
"Because I'm playing for keeps, my little grasshopper.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps

“She gave his hand a small squeeze. "Jason, if we're going to try this then I'd like to
take things slow." He frowned. "What I mean is nothing beyond the level we were at
last night." She worried her lip between her teeth. "What I mean is no actual sex."
He narrowed his eyes on her. "But, you'll still sleep with me naked and let me do a
hundred other naughty things to you?" he asked in a serious tone.
"Yes."
He brushed his lips against hers again and moved back a few inches to look into her
eyes. "And you'll still cook for me and call me Master?"
Her lips twitched. "Yes to the cooking and not a chance in hell for the other."
He sighed wearily. "Fine, how about Lord and Master?"
"Uh...no."
"God?"
"Nope."
"My liege?"
"Wait.....no."
He gave her one of his lopsided smiles. "I'll wear you down eventually.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps

“Jason had to bury his face against her shoulder to keep from laughing out loud. She was just so damn cute. “Stop laughing at me! I’m a threat, damn it!”
Jason pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. “No, you’re my sweet little grasshopper.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps

“What if I promise to make you a batch of brownies tomorrow?" she asked, deciding
to use his love of baked goods against him.
He snorted in disbelief as he got to his feet. "I'm not some whore you can buy with a
pan of yummy baked goods, woman. How dare you insult me?" he said on a sniff as
he folded his arms over his chest and did his best to look put out.
"Fine," Haley said with a sigh. "What if I promise to make a big bowl of frosting tomorrow and let you lick it off me?"
She had to bite back a smile as Jason shifted anxiously while he licked his lips and ran his eyes hungrily down her body. "Buttercream?" he croaked out.
"Mmmmhmm," she said, walking over to him. She cupped the back of his head and
gently tugged him down for a quick kiss. "And if you're good I might lick some off you," she said, loving the idea.
"Get your own bowl of frosting. I don't share," he simply said, giving her one last kiss before walking out the door, whistling happily, no doubt thinking about the large bowl of frosting he was going to devour tomorrow.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps

“I love you, Derek!”
Jason tried to drag Haley back to her seat, but she fought him tooth and nail.
“I love you, Derek!”
“He knows, woman! He’s known since the first inning. Let the man focus,” he
said.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps

“Can we get back to work now?" Haley asked, sounding innocent, but Zoe didn't miss the woman's lips twitching
or the humor sparkling in her eyes. Something told her that this woman truly enjoyed torturing her husband.
"For god sake's, my little grasshopper, you love the Yankees more than I do! What the hell is going on?" He turned accusing eyes on Zoe. "How dare you brainwash my wife?" he hissed.
"A re you going to leave so that we can get some work done?" Haley demanded, turning her attention to the computer.
"No," he said stubbornly, folding his arms over his chest, glaring at them.
"Buttercream frosting," Haley said softly, never taking her eyes away from her computer screen.
Jason licked his lips as he looked his pregnant wife over hungrily. "Tonight?" he croaked out.
"If you're good," Haley said, with a small shrug. "But you have to leave-"
"Bye," Jason said quickly, cutting her off and rushing out of the trailer just as fast as he came.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Perfection

“I’m hungry,” Jason grumbled as he stared at the empty plates on his small
coffee table.
Brad groaned, “You practically ate both plates of cookies. How in the hell are
you hungry?”
Jason shrugged leaning back in his chair to watch the game. “I just am.
Leave me the hell alone I’m a growing boy, damn it!”
“Yeah, a growing thirty-one year old boy,” Brad mumbled.
“I’m still growing damn it so shut the hell up and feed me!”
“Order something and stop bitching!” Brad snapped.
“You order something. I’m too weak to move.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps

“He sighed heavily. "You pissed me off."
Well, that was totally unexpected....sort of.
"Hey, I said I was sorry about hitting Mitch with that sword. How was I supposed to know the thing would leave a welt?" she said defensively.
"That's not what I'm talking about. That didn't bother me."
"Is it because I kicked your ass at skee ball?"
"No! And that game is rigged anyway so it doesn't count."
"Riigghhht," she said, drawing out the word. She thought over the rest of the night and couldn't figure out what she'd done. "Okay, you're gonna have to help me out here because I'm drawing a blank."
"I'm pissed because all those men hit on you and not once did you tell any of them to f*ck off because you had a boyfriend!" he yelled.
Her face went expressionless. She blinked once and then again. Then she burst into uncontrollable laughter.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps

“I'm in love with you. I'm in love with you and I don't know how to make you feel better. I'm in love with you and I shouldn't be. I'm in love with you and once you figure out who I am, you're not going to love me. I'm in love with you and I seem to fuck up the ones who love me back.”
― Katie McGarry, Take Me On

“I hate you," Haley mumbled, storming past him to grab a carriage.
"You love and adore me," Jason informed her as he deftly snagged her carriage away from her and headed towards the men's department.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps

“She spied the rolled up hose and made a snap decision. This ended here and now.
The days of being the world’s biggest pushover were over.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps

“She's probably right on both counts, but there's something dark in her eyes. It's the same shadow I see whenever she stops me. "You're worth fighting for."

"I'm not." The way she answers too fast with too much conviction twists my insides. When the three men who should be taking bullets for her stand by and let insults be thrown at her, how can I convince her otherwise?”
― Katie McGarry, Take Me On

“we were nothing more than actions to reactions - helpless against our own fate. It's true. I react and others pay.”
― Katie McGarry, Take Me On

“The human body has over 95 billion nerves and you're capable of getting on every single one of them.”
― Ellie Messe, Broken

“Parker pouts and it's kinda hot. And by 'kinda' I mean, I kinda wanna sit on his face.”
― Ellie Messe, Broken

“Pretty sure my uterus just did a battle cry.”
― Ellie Messe, Broken

“Don't confuse my respect for this family as weakness, Princess. I'm a bad bitch when I need to be and I can promise you, that's not a game you're willing to play." She scofs with an incredulous smile, "I don't pull hair, I break teeth. Choose your next words carefully or I might be provoked to show you just how petty my threats are.”
― Ellie Messe, Broken

“I swear to God, Haley!" He fumes, "Stop fucking saying that! You are not some piece of ass! You're the woman I want to fucking marry some day! The woman I want to have kids with, a future! " Stunned into silence, I lose all words, all my anger as they slide down my throat, clogging my airways. "There's your declaration of love."

Drew whistles next to me, I look over and see him smiling broadly at the both us like a child on Christmas, "Awe, the big idiot's kinda romantic.”
― Ellie Messe, Broken

“The tiny specks float down around me as despair breaks every bone in my body one by one until I'm nothing but a pile of ash with a beating heart.”
― Ellie Messe, Broken

“You're already my favorite thing to fight for Haley.”
― Ellie Messe, Broken

“- Qué raro es que a veces deseas algo, como ver la nieve, y al día siguiente deseas que desparezca, ¿verdad?”
― Matt de la Pena

“Drew! You're five seconds away from becoming a eunuch!"
"Wouldn't be the first pair of balls you've touched in the last five minutes.”
― Ellie Messe, Broken

“Putting it in and convulsing on top of me for five seconds doesn't constitute sex. It's a glorified seizure.”
― Ellie Messe, Broken

“Josh: Did you come willingly or did Parker have to drag you by your hair?"
Drew: Oh, I'm sure there was a little hair pulling." Drew mumbles next to me, I swat his arm.
Haley: I came willingly."
Drew: Bet you did." I punch him this time.”
― Ellie Messe, Broken

“It's as if his chest is a match and my fingers create the friction necessary to light him on fire.”
― Ellie Messe, Broken

“Well, hadn’t He shown her in the wilderness she didn’t have to earn His blessing? That it was freely given?” ~ Haley”
― Kellie VanHorn, Hunted in the Wilderness