Heartbreaker Handoff Quotes

“Grab a big-ass piece of paper. I have ideas.” Then he turns to our friends and families, holds up my hand, and yells, “I’m king of the world! Roxy Santos said she’ll marry me!” They cheer and clap and hoot. Laughing, I shake my head. “What about your Hail Mary today and your game-winning throw? Might that have contributed to your king of the world status?” Leaning down, he whispers, “That’s just icing on the cake, biscuit. You’re the real prize, and everyone here knows it.”
― Lex Martin, Heartbreaker Handoff

“He gives me that sexy smile that makes me melt. “Roxy, you’re the light of my life. You brighten every day, and I never want the sun to set without seeing your beautiful face before I go to sleep. Will you do me the greatest honor and marry me?” He holds out his other hand, and Cam drops a little black box in it. My eyes are saucers as Billy opens it and pulls out a diamond ring that he slides on my finger. “This belonged to my grandmother. She wants you to have it.” I wipe the tear that escapes. “You know this is forever, right?” I whisper. His smile goes soft. “I’m not sure that’s long enough.” I grab his handsome face and kiss him. “Yes, I’ll marry you.” Everyone cheers, and he picks me up in a hug.”
― Lex Martin, Heartbreaker Handoff

“When Ezra turns and leaves, Billy immediately wraps me and Marley in a hug. “You okay?” I sniffle. “No, but I will be.” He kisses my forehead, and I melt into him. “Why was that so hard?” “Because Marley is the center of our universe, and he’s a threat to that.” She is the center of our universe. “Thank you.” I look up at him and kiss his chin, since that’s what I can reach. “Thank you for loving her like she’s yours.” He gives me a crooked smile. “In my heart, she belongs to me.” I grasp his face with my palm. “I love you so much. And someday when you put a ring on my finger, you can make Marley officially yours. I mean, if you want to.” I’m not surprised Ezra won’t be around, since he hasn’t bothered to try to see her before now. And I’m good with that. My daughter already has a stand-up man in her life. She doesn’t need someone who’s not committed to her the way she deserves. “I definitely want to.” Laughing, he lifts me and Marley in a hug and spins us around. “I’m gonna hold you to that.” “Don’t squish her.” “I’m not. I’m holding you by your ass.” He sets me down, kisses me, and pats my butt. “How about we go get some matching t-shirts so we can make our friends gag?” “Let’s do it.” I don’t know how Billy does that, how he gets me in a good mood after that interaction with Ezra, but he does.”
― Lex Martin, Heartbreaker Handoff

“Dad lets out a sigh. “You’re right. I’m sorry. Well, did you ask Billy to explain what’s going on?” “He said it’s not what I think it is. That he would never cheat on me. But he was so cagey and weird, and when I asked him to prove it by showing me the messages on his phone, he looked like a deer in headlights. It was like dating Ezra all over again.” I freeze when my father’s eyes snap to mine. Oh, shit. I slap my hand over my mouth and frantically shake my head. “No. Forget I said that last part.” He braces his arms on the table and looks down. We sit in silence for several minutes. “I wondered if Ezra was Marley’s father. She has his dark hair. And Billy punched him in the face. The better I got to know Billy, the more I realized he wasn’t just a loose cannon, that he must’ve had a good reason for doing that, but I didn’t want to believe the kid I treated like my own son would get you pregnant and then bail on you.” Finally, he looks at me. “I’m assuming you told Ezra the truth?” It’s a sad day when my father wonders whether I told the father of my baby I was pregnant. After how I behaved back then, I guess I deserve that doubt. “Of course.” “And he didn’t want to be involved?” “His response was basically, ‘Fuck no, I don’t want a baby.’” I take a deep breath. “Swear to me you won’t say anything. Because I promised Ezra I wouldn’t tell you the truth if he dropped the charges against Billy.”
― Lex Martin, Heartbreaker Handoff

“He watches me undress with hooded eyes. “Don’t distract me with those looks, mister.” “I can’t help that you’re hot as fuck.” He reaches down again and does something that makes him groan. “Even with this bump?” I turn sideways and show off my slight belly. “Definitely. Come here.” He reaches for me and leans up to kiss my stomach as I tangle my fingers through his hair. “Baby Bean, you need to sleep for the next two hours. And don’t listen to a thing I say to your mama. That’s not for your innocent little ears.” Oh my God, he’s adorable.”
― Lex Martin, Heartbreaker Handoff

“Are we still fake-dating? Or is this… is this real? Because…” Say it. But he beats me to it. “Because this feels real.” “Yeah.” My voice wavers. “Don’t cry, biscuit.” He palms my face, and in the dim light coming from the streetlamp outside the window, I can make out his handsome face through the tears. “Forget all that fake-dating crap. You’re mine, and I’m yours. This is as real as it’s gonna get.” He takes a deep breath. “I know you said you didn’t think you could fall in love, but maybe you could give me a chance. Give us a chance. Because I’m ass-over-head crazy about you.” Hope blooms in my chest. Even though the room is dark, I’m filled with sunlight. “Are you saying… are you saying you love me?” I hold my breath as I wait for his reply. “I love you so fucking much, it freaks me out,” he says softly as he dries my tears. “I love you too.” In between kisses, I laugh. “I didn’t think I had it in me, but you’ve changed everything.” “Well, I could put it in you.” I snort and playfully smack his shoulder. “You horndog.” “Let’s put blame where it belongs. My dick is the horndog. It has a mind of its own. The rest of me is much more evolved.”
― Lex Martin, Heartbreaker Handoff

“It takes all of my strength to stay standing. I’ve won a lot of football games. Thrown the winning touchdown in my high school state championship. Just won a national college championship. But I’m not sure anything has felt as good as when Roxy, who’s still impaled on me, opens her sleepy eyes, takes my face in her small hands, and kisses me long and slow under the hot water. It’s in this moment I realize how much I’ve been lying to myself. About everything. Because this thing with Roxy? It’s anything but fake. Now I just need to prove to her I’m the kind of man she can count on.”
― Lex Martin, Heartbreaker Handoff

“Ready?” he asks as he locks the door. Before I can respond, I’m in his arms. The man freaking cradles me as he stalks off to his truck. “Billy.” “Rox.” He stares straight ahead, like this is an everyday occurrence. “You’re being weird.” “You’re pregnant. You’re literally growing a human. I don’t know—it makes me feel fucking protective of you.” “Thank you.” I grab his scruffy face, and he shoots me one of his flirty smiles. “Really.”
― Lex Martin, Heartbreaker Handoff

“After turning off my reading lamp, I crawl into bed next to him, suddenly wide awake with awareness. I have a queen-size bed, and I’m pretty small, but Billy is massive. Scooting to the edge so I don’t accidentally bother him, I roll to my side and face away from him. Billy Babcock is in my bed. Sleeping. Sprawled out next to me in his underwear, looking like some kind of beautiful action hero. “Rox?” His low voice sends chills all over my body. “Hm?” “Wanna snuggle?” My eyebrows lift with surprise before I grin. How I’m smiling after the day I’ve had is a surprise. I don’t consider how it’s probably not a good idea or that we should keep our distance until we figure out what the hell we’re doing. Because the idea of being wrapped in his arms sounds amazing. “I’d like that.” That gets me a grunt before an enormous arm reaches around me and yanks me to his hard chest. And then he buries his head in my neck and groans. “You smell good.” I chuckle. “Thanks. You do too.” Like leather and spice and something masculine.”
― Lex Martin, Heartbreaker Handoff

“Roxanne, I’m so disappointed in you. I don’t even have words,” Coach’s voice booms. Suddenly, I forget that I’m sleep-deprived, dizzy, and irritable. Did Rox finally tell him she’s knocked up? When she doesn’t say anything, it sounds like he bangs on the desk. “Who’s the damn father? I want a name.” I glance around, looking for that weasel dick Ezra, but he’s conveniently MIA. “I’m going to ask you again,” Coach bellows. “Who’s. The. Father?” Silence. “Roxanne, do you even know who the father is?” He did not fucking ask her that. Then I hear it. The weeping. I don’t make a conscious decision to go in there, but next thing I know, I’m standing in front of Coach, ready to remove his head from his body. “Don’t fucking talk to her like that.” I must have a death wish. Roxy has her face in her hands. Leaning down, I pull her into my arms. “It’ll be okay, biscuit. Stop crying.” She wraps her arms around my waist and sobs against my chest as I glare at her dad. Like an angry bull, his nostrils flare. “You.” That’s all he says. He’s doing some kind of deep breathing thing that makes me think he might keel over and die. Which would be bad. I might hate him sometimes, but I know he’s a good guy. Deep, deep down. “Coach, it’s not the end of the world. Women have babies every day.” “I should’ve known.” That Roxy would get pregnant? “Coach, you need to calm down before you say something you regr—” “You fucking did this.” Me? “You’re the one who made her cry.” He points at me. “You got my daughter pregnant.” I freeze. I don’t budge an inch. He thinks I did this? That I knocked up this gorgeous girl and let her come in here to give him the news by herself? What kind of asshole does he take me for? The biggest kind. Of course he thinks I’m the culprit. Not Ezra, who’s been cheating on his high school girlfriend for years and kisses Coach’s ass at every opportunity.”
― Lex Martin, Heartbreaker Handoff

“Cam motions to me. “You have murder in your eyes, bro.” “Pretty much what I was fantasizing about just now, but I’m trying to avoid jail time before the draft.” Laughing, he nods. “Solid decision.” He lowers his voice. “How did Roxy’s appointment go?” Cam is the only one of our friends besides Charlotte and Jake who knows Rox is pregnant. A smile erupts on my face. “It was crazy. She had the nurse call me into her exam room at the end to see the ultrasound. I got to hear the heartbeat. It was just whirring away.” I hold my hand over my chest because that moment will go down as one of the coolest in my life. “She’s due in August.” “Girl or boy?” “Too early to tell. It looks like a bean, though.” I hold my fingers apart by a centimeter. “Like this big.” “Y’all gonna make it official or keep pretending you’re just friends?” “We’re definitely not ‘just friends,’ and I think she’s starting to figure it out.” He smacks me on the back. “Happy for you.” His eyes travel across the room to Ezra, but his voice lowers to a whisper. “You’re obviously a better candidate than that jackass.”
― Lex Martin, Heartbreaker Handoff

“He pulls up to the medical complex, and I gather my bag. “Thanks for the ride. You can just drop me off. I’ll call an Uber home.” Ignoring me, he parks. I reach for the door handle, but he puts a hand on my elbow. “Can you give me a minute?” “I don’t know why I said all that crap. Just ignore me, okay? I’m hormonal and hungry. I can’t explain why else I feel possessive about you. I have no right to feel that way.” Finally, I brave a look at him. His blue eyes are dark and positively feral. I suck in a breath as he reaches for me and crashes my mouth to his.”
― Lex Martin, Heartbreaker Handoff

“I change the channel before I hurl. After a few minutes, I settle back and watch Friends while I wait for Billy. But by the time he knocks on the door, I’m a hot mess. When I answer the door, his eyebrows furrow as he looks me over. Before I can say anything, he opens his arms and I rush into them. “What happened, my little biscuit?” he asks as he squeezes me in a tight hug. Tears burn my eyes, and I push my face into his chest. “I don’t know. One minute I was fine, and the next, this commercial came on about baby food. And the baby was hungry and started to cry, and…” “And that made you cry.” I nod against him as more tears flow down my face. “I know that sounds crazy, but now everything makes me cry. I want my hard shell back.”
― Lex Martin, Heartbreaker Handoff

“It’s dark enough that stars peek through the clouds and so cold I can see my breath, but this is the most settled I’ve felt in months. “Thank you, Billy. I feel better.” We turn so our knees are touching. “If you had dated me instead of Ezra, we could be doing this all the time. Actually, there’s a lot more we could be doing.” He shoots me a flirty smirk. I snort. “I’d hate to curtail your extra-curricular activities.” I love Billy, but his reputation is worse than Ezra’s. His nickname is Billy Bigcock. Can’t get much more obvious than that.”
― Lex Martin, Heartbreaker Handoff