Chasing the Puck Quotes

“But you can bet your ass that when we’re through keeping it quiet,” Tuck says, his grin coming back to his face, “I’m going to make up for it by screaming from the fucking mountaintops that you’re mine. When you’re ready for that.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“Get on your knees,”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“No matter what happens between us, I’ll remember this moment. Linda’s Diner in Burlington, Vermont will always have a special place in my heart.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“Like sometimes you’ll wake up and swear it’s Saturday morning for a blissful second, only for the realization to come crashing down on you that it’s Wednesday.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“Turning my head to the side, I see that Tuck is gone. The stupidest thing happens. My stomach drops, a hollow and disappointed feeling panging inside me.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“other. But I can’t deny that I am in … fuck, I don’t know what it is exactly, but I’m in something with her.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“What did you do? The bubbles indicating that he’s typing bounce for a while. When the message finally comes through, I expect a full explanation, but … Tuck What did I do today? A bunch of things. Took a shower. Argued with Hudson about whether UFOs are real. Ate a cheeseburger for lunch. Made fun of Sebastian for watching a documentary about the history of philosophy in the living room. Leg day at the gym. Argued with Hudson about whether time travel is possible. Totally is, by the way. Do you want to hear more about the shower?”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“He reaches into the pocket of his jacket and holds out my own car keys to me. “Here you go,” he says. My jaw goes slack. “How did you get these?” “Your boyfriend gave them to me,” he says. “Maybe he ordered these repairs as a surprise. Well, surprise.” “Boyfriend?” My brow furrows. “I don’t have a boyfriend.” The mechanic grins and lets out an amused chuckle. “Maybe tell him that.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“She’s wearing my jersey. When I skate onto the ice for our home game against Cornell and see Olivia in the crowd with my number on her chest, everything else tumbles out of my head.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“You got the blue kind,” she whispers thinly. “My favorite.” I chuckle. “Your favorite Gatorade is the same colors as my eyes? Can’t be a coincidence.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“She’s got my heart wrapped around her finger, and I’ve got no interest in trying to untwirl it.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“This time she can’t hide a smile and a tiny laugh that bubbles from her curled lips. The sound makes my chest pang. I could very quickly grow addicted to hearing Olivia Lockley’s laugh.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“Fine?” Tuck exclaims like he can’t believe his ears. “What do you mean fine? She’s a genius!” I’m taken aback by Tuck’s enthusiasm. “Geez, I never would have taken you for such an ardent Taylor Swift supporter.” “We call ourselves Swifties, thank you very much.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“After enduring Tuck singing along to two Taylor Swift songs in a row—very loudly, might I add—I’m surprised my ears aren’t bleeding.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“Tuck and Hudson are neck-deep in the absolute worst karaoke duet I’ve ever heard.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“It’s not that I wouldn’t love to spend a night in bed with Olivia. Even if nothing happened. Even if we didn’t even touch. It’s an experience that I’d be fisting my cock to for months to come.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“I’m enjoying it a lot. It’s funny, fast-paced, and I really like the FMC.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“I feel a twinge of guilt in my chest—but that only makes me more frustrated, because I didn’t say any of that. Tuck’s putting words in my mouth.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“You know what? No—I don’t think I’m being too hard on Tuck.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“Fuck, what I wouldn’t do to grip the side of that neck, my fingers curling possessively around the back of it, my thumb brushing underneath her ear as I pull her towards me …”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“If one girl doesn’t want me, it’s no skin off my back. There are hundreds, thousands even, of others swarming this campus willing and eager.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“The girl I haven’t been able to stop thinking about since I met her—one hundred and eleven days ago.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck

“One hundred and eleven days. That’s how long it’s been since the last time I had sex.”
― Lyssa Lemire, Chasing the Puck