A Staten Island Love Story Quotes

“I mean, you should be riding with them, too, Skye.” “Ashland, drop the subject,” Skye warned. “Seeing how you used to have a dick and balls like them,” Ashland cackled and slapped fives with the other chick standing beside her. Everybody’s mouth hit the table along with that dirty ass steak briefcase.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“I hated restaurants that did extra shit with your food. Like why you bringing my steak out in a briefcase? ‘Cause now I wanna know how you sanitizing the shit after you take my steak out.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“Never change who you are, you change the man. Men have this thing where they will prey on our goodness… prey on it so much that we eventually become wicked, unrecognizable.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“Arika didn’t need to know the reason I proposed was because Lennon told me she was pregnant.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“It didn’t matter what was going on in my life, one hug with my mother and I reverted to that little girl that would climb into her lap.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“Anything for my everything.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“From the way my legs were trembling, I knew my body wanted to walk back down that hall to his room. Stand strong, girl. Stand strong.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“I see you back running the halls again… you still selling coochie, Ms. Vanducci?”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“Never change who you are, you change the man. Men have this thing where they will prey on our goodness… prey on it so much that we eventually become wicked, unrecognizable. Don’t let that happen to you, Star. You are the kindest person I know… don’t allow him to make you into someone that you won’t recognize in the mirror.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“You could have probably called me Niagara Falls with the way I was ready to open the flood gates for this man.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“There’s having patience and then being stupid. I’m not about to chase behind somebody that’s not interested… I’m not even on that type of time.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“Arika didn’t need to know the reason I proposed was because Lennon told me she was pregnant. We were married now, and I had to stop fucking around and make this work with my wife. The more I poured into my marriage the less feelings I would have for Lennon.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“Law stood for Lennon and Wahkeem. I wanted my son to have a piece of both me and his godfather, so his middle name was special to me. Ravi Law Vanducci was destined for greatness because of the men that he had surrounding him – his godfather especially. Did Lark know what his son’s middle name meant?”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“watched as she pulled her hair up into a bun and rolled her eyes. “I have a boyfriend.” “Sounds like a you problem.” “How you figure?” “I don’t owe that man loyalty… you do.” I stood up and walked to sit closer to her. “Now, is Star Vanducci going to be loyal?” “Yes.” She snatched her blanket from me. “Oh yeah?” I rubbed the back of my hand against her thigh while staring into her eyes. “Tell me to move my hand right now.” She slapped my hand. “M…move your hand,” she stammered. “I’m probably sending chills down your spine and you questioning yourself why.” I kissed her neck, and she moved over slightly. “Shouldn’t you be concerned about Ashland, and if she gets chills down her spine?” “She not my girl.” “Then why does she want to see you?” “Why are you concerned?” “I’m not.” I grabbed her by the face and placed a kiss onto her lips. “You don’t have to worry about her. She’s not a problem.” “What do you want from me, Karter?” “I told you already. You.” I gently bit her bottom lip and stood to head back into the house.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“Oh, he is fresh.” She playfully swatted me. “This a new boyfriend, Star?”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“Karter.” I bit my bottom lip while staring her in the eyes. I loved when older women flirted with me. Little did she know, I would rock her old ass world and send her to CVS in search of some Icy Hot.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“Why you acting like you want to get away from me?” “I’m not acting,” she shot back. “Stop frontin’. I’m not even holding you that tight.” I removed my hands from her arm to around her waist, pulling her closer to me. “See, you like this shit.” “What do you want?” “You.” I was honest about everything in my life. Star Vanducci wasn’t the exception to that. I wanted her to know that I was on her heavy, and I wanted her. From the night I witnessed just how nice she was with racing; I had a crush on her. When Rah mentioned that god brother shit, I put that shit in a smash because I wasn’t jacking that shit. To me, she was my father’s best friend’s daughter. She removed her hair from her face. “Stop playing games with me.” “I’m not.” “I have a man.” “Dead that.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“Heavy breathing, ass slapping, and moans were what filled the kitchen. Arika was giving her all and telling me everything that a nigga would want to hear, and my mind was on Lennon. I envisioned bending her over a counter and giving her what I knew she needed. Arika was so loud that I’m sure my neighbors heard her ass. “Shit, Snoop…” I caught myself. Damn son… that could have been bad. “Huh, baby? I…I… I can’t hear you.” Thankfully Arika was so loud and in the moment, she didn’t hear me. “Throw that shit back, A.” She did as she was told until we both reached our peak and tapped out. Arika turned to face me and reached up to kiss me. “Sorry, baby.” “Yeah, you always say that.” “You make me crazy, Wahkeem.” I kissed her on the lips. “You say that, too.” The guilt was strong. While I was supposed to be fucking my wife I kept thinking about my best friend. The fact that I was so caught up in it that I almost called her Snoop told me that I was in too deep.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“We’re leaving niggas exactly where they had us fucked up, Star.” Skye opened the car door and stepped out. “Let’s go… there’s a few lemon drops with our names on it.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“That robe was a thousand-dollar robe, and she was eating fucking cereal in it. That robe was meant to drink mimosas in on a balcony of a sky rise.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“I hated to cry. Skye knew this and rubbed my shoulders while tears spilled from my eyes. “Baby, this is feeling real Yvette and Jody-ish… you’re better than this.” I laughed through the tears because leave it to Skye to make me laugh during a breakdown. “Shut up, Skye. I’m trying to be serious.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“me to bypass her, and I went into the bedroom to his side table. Gavin always kept large amounts of money in his side table, so I was going to grab some and take me and Skye out for lunch. “Aye, give us a minute,” he told her, while wrapping the towel around his waist. If she still believed that I was here to collect money then she was as dumb as rocks. “Okay, baby.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“Hey… Star, right?” Was this bitch trying to be funny with me? “Where’s Gavin?” “He’s in the shower… do you want to come i—” “Bitch, don’t invite me into my man’s house,” I stormed in before she could even finish her sentence. Clearly she knew exactly who I was and she didn’t give a damn that she was wearing my robe and in my man’s house. “Excuse me? Your man? Gavin said you’re his friend’s little sister.” Ouch. I could tell sis’ was a little bit older than me. It stung that he referred to me as Lennox’s little sister. There wasn’t anything little about the things that we did together, so hearing her say that pissed me off more than I already was.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin

“Oh, now he’s my son? A minute ago, he was your god son.”
― Jahquel J., A Staten Island Love Story: Welcome to Shaolin