Thirteen Hours Quotes

“I know what you like, baby. And I always try to give you what you want.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“She'd spent the last four hours thinking about how crazy in love she was, she couldn't get enough of her lover.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“The sight of the roses—red, pink, and white—made her smile, and she stretched out a hand for Dana. “They're beautiful, honey.”
Dana knelt beside the tub and gave her a lingering kiss. “So are you, darling.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“She was also deeply in love, and madly in lust. Nobody ever made her feel like Dana did, in bed or otherwise.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“Laurel wanted so badly for Dana's family to like and accept her, because she planned on being in Dana's life for a very long time.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“She couldn't imagine her life without Laurel. And she was going to do whatever it took to make sure she wouldn't need to.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“Dana was filled with a joy she had never known before. She felt almost wholly content, surrounded by people she loved and who loved her in return.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“Dana felt an unexpected rush of emotion at the sentiment. She did feel like they were a family now. It was amazing how much she had come to depend on the idea of sharing her life with someone. Knowing now how wonderful it was to trust another person, she marveled at how much she missed out on those many years she spent alone. She could find that depressing, except that it all led to her meeting Laurel. She couldn't imagine wanting to be with anyone else.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you, too," Dana murmured past the lump in her throat. She meant the words more that she could ever make Laurel understand.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“You know, you actually fulfilled one of my fantasies the first night we met. Getting fucked in an elevator."
"And you fulfilled one of mine," Dana said. She took Laurel's hand in her own. "Meeting a beautiful woman and falling in love.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“I hate it every time you leave. Or I leave. I hate being away from you.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“Laurel, you're the most important thing to me. I want to know everything about you. I want to be with you when you're happy, and I especially want to be with you when you're sad. I want the chance to make you feel better.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“I love you, Laurel. When you're hurting, I hurt. And knowing that you're choosing to hurt alone makes me want to cry.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“I've just got a really kinky girlfriend.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“Anything. I would try anything with you at least once, if it would make you happy.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“Laurel thought that kissing Dana was the most delicious thing she had ever done. If she could, she would spend every evening on the couch, just making out.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“I love fucking you like the naughty little slut you are.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“I knew it. Laurel grinned. My baby is a freak just like me.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“She had never felt so out of control-and so in love-in her life.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“It was painful to be so close to her and not touch.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“I like tender, but love doesn't always have to be romantic and slow and mushy.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“I don't want to risk hurting you," Laurel said simply. Dana gave the answer she was just starting to realize herself. "Sometimes you have to take risks to find happiness.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours

“I’m sorry.” Laurel traced lazy circles around her belly button. “It’s difficult. I’m trying so hard to be noble here, and responsible.” “I know.” Dana’s gaze slid over Laurel’s face and down her throat. “It’s impossible not to want you right now.” She leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to the side of Laurel’s neck. Laurel tilted her head to grant better access, gasping when Dana nipped at the soft skin of her throat. “It almost seems useless to try and resist what’s happening here,” Laurel whispered, to herself as much as Dana. “Almost?” Dana pushed her hand beneath the hem of Laurel’s T-shirt, skimming her palm up the curve of her waist. “Try completely useless.” “Damit.” Laurel rose up and leaned over Dana, licking at her bottom lip. “I’m supposed to be the voice of reason.” “Why?” Dana asked just as her hand found Laurel’s bare breast beneath her shirt. She gave the firm flesh a gentle squeeze. “I don’t need to be protected, Laurel. I need to be touched.”
― Meghan O'Brien, Thirteen Hours