Duke Quotes

“Everything.” Her hands are on my neck as she husks out the words, her forehead resting on mine. “Everything about you turns me on, Duke.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“The mess I’m makin’ with you?” Her accent drips with honey. “No, Duke. I don’t mind that.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“What if my family’s not right about what I am? What if I’m right?”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“Thank God,” he murmurs into my mouth, tongue toying with my bottom lip. “I been dyin’, sweetheart. Dyin’ to do this for way too long.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“Roll onto your side, Blue.” The endearment. The feel of his hands on me. I roll right the fuck over, and he immediately pulls me into the cradle of his very warm, very large, very hard body, my back to his front. “The nickname is growing on me.” I don’t recognize my voice.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“No.” My heart pounds as I bite out the word between chatters. “Sleep here. In bed. Right now. Must…stay warm. Body heat. Jacob the werewolf. He kept Bella warm because…hotter than Edward.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“He heard a crash, and his first thought was to come find me.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“Don’t we all contain multitudes?”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“What’re you into these days?” I’m into lusting after cowboys who morph into hot professors. Licking my lips, I force myself to look away from said cowboy-slash-professor. “Something funny, maybe?”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“Oh, dear sweet Jesus. The man is wearing glasses. Duke is, I mean. Not Jesus, at least not as far as I know. They’re simple, with round lenses and a black plastic frame that fades to brown at the bottom of the lenses. Damn does he look good in them.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“Now get in the truck. We ain’t got much time, Bluebonnet.” She gives me a look as she adjusts her hood. “Bluebonnet?” I give her a look right back. “Surely you know what⁠—” “Of course I know what a bluebonnet is. I just don’t get why I have a nickname all of a sudden.” “Because you’re my Texas flower, remember?” “Ew.” “Would you prefer Blue?” “I would prefer Wheeler, thanks.” “Got it.” I step forward, activating the automatic sliding door. “All right, Blue. Gird your loins. It’s as cold as a witch’s tit in a steel bra out there.” Four miles and two near-death experiences later, we pull into a driveway that must be heated because it’s not the least bit icy. My”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“Her eyes glimmer. “We didn’t ever find out who was better at darts, did we?” Fuck me, this girl’s got my mind in the gutter. She’s not talking about darts, and neither am I when I say, “We’re not dead yet. We got time.” She doesn’t respond to that. But she’s still smiling when she brings her thermos to her lips.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“You paying attention to me, sweetheart? Maybe you really are curious about me, same as I’ve been curious about you.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“I’m not easy to love. My family has made that abundantly clear. So I’m the one who runs. I’ve learned in therapy it’s a self-defense mechanism, my way of rejecting people before they inevitably reject me. But knowing that about myself isn’t the same as fixing it.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“You wanna be good to me?” Sweetheart, I’d be so good to you. So fucking good.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“don’t share. 501 is your jam because you play the long game. You’re a steady Eddie chiseling away at those points, making your opponent think you’re not all that good. But then—bit by bit—you crush them, and then you finally go in for the kill.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“He shakes his head and grins. “Nah, sweetheart.” Stepping closer, he curls his hand over mine and rolls the darts back into my palm. “You’re my guest, so you get to make the call. Although I know that call is gonna be 501.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“I like Shiner. Here, I’ll get the first round⁠—” “You’re cute.” Duke grins down at me. “When you come to my dive bar in my town, I’m buying. Shiner it is.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“Just like having a kid and having freedom aren’t mutually exclusive concepts either. Sure”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“You wanna be good to me?” Sweetheart”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“Because a baby is a big responsibility but also a big adventure. Because freedom can be many things”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“You’re sick”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“And I realized that some of the dreams I’d always had weren’t actually making me very happy. It was the worst”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“I am an indoor girl”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“You gonna ask me to join you? Or am I gonna have to beg?”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“Is this just what happens when you’re twenty-seven? The quarter-life crisis people talk about?”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“Answer’s always gonna be yes if you’re the one asking.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“Red sky in the morning”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“I wouldn’t say I feel lost. More like stuck. Bored. The restlessness that’s plagued me for as long as I can remember is only getting worse. Is this just what happens when you’re twenty-seven? The quarter-life crisis people talk about?”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke

“I’m hit by the image of her taking a sharp turn and the boxes tumbling down, shaking the truck. She’ll jam on the brakes, and they won’t work, and she’ll be screaming as she tries to pull over, boxes thumping around in the back while she catches the lip of the road and plunges to her death off the side of a mountain. Wow. Wow, that was graphic. And specific. And weird.”
― Jessica Peterson, Duke