Whirlwind Quotes

“Then I trail kisses down her check to her neck.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“Someday, I’m going to take Finley back to my home and fuck her on my nice bed, a soft bed that doesn’t have starchy sheets and cardboard pillows. But for now, at least we have a bed instead of a muddy ditch.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“The motel,” he murmurs between hurried kisses. “Joey—” “We’ll put a sock on the door handle.” I can’t help it; I laugh. Not only because Joey would one-hundred-percent know that sign to keep out and love it when he saw it but also that Ryker said something funny, reminding me of the man I know and like.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“I want you. I was an idiot to try to convince myself otherwise, because I do want you. I want you more than I’ve wanted anything in a long time—and I have since the moment you walked into my classroom.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“Then why didn’t you call him ‘The Twister Tamer’ like you did when you were sixteen?”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“my chase team describes as an extrovert with an adrenaline addiction yet somehow has no issue calling it a night by nine on a weekday, reminiscing about the “good ol’ days,” and blasting what they’ve dubbed “mullet rock” on every chase.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“While Finley is an adult, the small Kansas town this college is in would have a field day if they found out a forty-two-year-old professor fell for his twenty-five-year-old student.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“I’ll be a good boy, I promise. No touchie…unless you want it.” He sing-songs the last part. “Joey!” Hawk scolds,”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“My hands itch to slip in the back pocket of her jeans and pull her against my chest, to feel her warm body close to mine again.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“That I’ve ruined everything by letting my ovaries fog my brain with stupid hormones and feelings.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“I’m not. This is me being your friend. A friend who wants to know why you call your professor by his first name.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“I mean it. Tell me you don’t think so little of yourself.” “Ryker, I…” She trails off again. “Tell. Me.” I punctuate the words. “I want to hear you say it.” “I don’t think so little of myself,” she breathes out, the warmth of her breath puffing against my cheek.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“Then tell me what I feel for you is wrong. That I need to get up and walk away.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“He blinks but doesn’t stop staring, his hold on me only tightening as our heads dip closer together. “Tell me not to kiss you, Finley.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“I’ve got you. I’ve got you.” But who’s got you? I want to ask. I don’t know how he’s staying put, how he’s holding on.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“Finley…this is incredible.” The moisture in my mouth disappears, and warmth blooms all the way from my toes to the top of my head from his praise—from the way he almost whispered my name.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“Fuck. Professor West. The formal title from her lips sounds good. Too good.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind

“My lips part, the question “What if I don’t want you to be careful?” on the tip of my tongue, but nothing comes out.”
― Kayla Grosse, Whirlwind