Mistletoe and Mishigas Quotes

“Chills overtake my body, and I’m fairly certain this is what heaven must feel like. Booster’s lips are on mine, and we sit there, him gathered in my lap, in front of the vast openness of Casco Bay, and kiss.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Theo Berenson, you, you, you’re a big bear. A teddy bear, and you’ve given me the biggest gift anyone’s ever given me.” A sob in my throat chokes, and I want to make a joke about my dick, but I don’t.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Theo, listen, I’m no expert, but what I’m learning is that love is a lot like taking a leap off a cliff.” “Well, that seems like a really foolish thing to do,” he says, kissing the top of my head. “Yeah, but you leap, and a net appears. Love is the net.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Freddie’s vocals and piano bring me into “Don’t Stop Me Now.” The bass enters before the rest of the band takes off and I imagine my truck is a shooting star bounding through the sky toward home.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Dude, what the fuck are you doing? You finally found someone you love, and you’re staying here with me? Love is a risk. That’s the gig. But you do it anyway because it’s also the best fucking thing in the world. Go home, T-Dawg. Sheldon is waiting for you.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Nice job, son,” Abba says, and Hanukah might be my favorite holiday ever.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Okay, not a label queen. Noted. But if people ask, what will you say? Who am I?” “You’re Sheldon.” “No, silly. Who am I to you?” “You’re my Sheldon.” It sounds so incredibly perfect. I can’t even argue.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Silence. Oh, my lord. What will happen to me if I’ve murdered Theo Berenson with sex? I’ll lose my teaching job and be forced to sell horrible clothes at the mall.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“He lifts his hips with a grunt, and I pull them off. His dick pops to full attention like a wooden soldier, and I’m so ready to crack some nuts.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“I jump into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist. The towel falls, and Theo grabs my ass, holding me up as we embrace. My head buries into his neck, and if I could crawl inside his soul, I would.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“For a split second, I swear the Earth stops spinning. Or maybe the energy surging through my body causes it to reverberate at the same force as the earth’s rotation. I don’t know, I’m not Bill Nye the Science Guy.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“He doesn’t get it. Getting close to me never ends well. I need to figure out a way to stop this nonsense before it really gets out of hand.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“And yikes. When it happens, the eruption shoots across the space he’s created by pulling me back and lands on my face, covering it like the most glorious glaze on my delighted donut face.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Winter Song” by Leslie Odom Jr. comes on, and I know I’m in trouble. It makes me cry on a good day, and lying here, with pine-scented candles burning, looking at our small tabletop Christmas tree and the mistletoe by the entryway, it sends me over. Tears sting the corners of my eyes, and before I know it, I’m bawling.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“I love my sister more than Dolly Parton’s “Hard Candy Christmas,” and of course, I want her to be happy.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“After he seems finished, he cranes his neck, we lock eyes, and he says, “Theo. That was amazing. Shantay, you stay.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Baby, you drive me freaking wild.” “Sheldon, do you ever swear?” He pauses, glances at me, and says, “No. I’m a lady.” “C’mere, lady,” I say and pull him up for a kiss.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Sheldon doesn’t weigh more than a wet bagel.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“I turn my head slightly, our lips make contact, and fuck, kissing Sheldon Soleskin might be the end of me.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“I’m scared,” he says, and by all that is good and mighty in this world, he’s done it. Said it. He’s chipped at a brick in the wall he’s erected around himself. It may only be a tiny fissure, but it’s a start.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Theo Berenson, you want to paint my fingernails?” “Yes.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“These two don’t need a yenta for Theo. They are yentas.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“And I kiss him. Not to stop the talking, although stopping the talking is an added bonus. Having Sheldon here, with my parents, making everything brighter, lighter, better, makes me want to kiss him and kiss him and kiss him some more.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Mrs. Berenson.” Sheldon’s voice is muffled. “It’s so fabulous to meet you!” “Sylvia, call me Sylvia.” “Mommy, let the boy breathe. He’ll suffocate in your bosom.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Abba, I told you already.” My mother’s head juts out. “He’s not Jewish.” “Not even a little?” Abba asks. “How is someone a little Jewish?” I say. “Like those celebrities who study kabbalah and wear the red string. I mean, it’s not much, but it’s something,” Mom says.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“How is your leg?” And because Sylvia Berenson has absolutely no boundaries, she reaches down and grabs the back of my left thigh.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Walker sits on our couch, legs spread wide in that way straight men do, letting the world know he’s here, he’s straight, and that’s great.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“Theo, you have to stop talking Jewish to me. It gets me all worked up.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“My entire body relaxes as his lips brush mine. This man can be so gentle, so tender. With his hand still supporting my face, the tingling in my chest grows, and I wonder if kissing Theo Berenson might be like getting everything you ever wanted on Christmas morning.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas

“I tend to let my mind spin and create problems where they don’t exist. Even if we just hang out until dinner with my folks and the wedding and then remain friends, I’d be okay with that. I don’t really have any gay friends. And Sheldon has to equal at least three gay friends.”
― M.A. Wardell, Mistletoe and Mishigas