Screwdrivered Quotes

“It doesn’t always have to be so hard. Sometimes falling in love just means turning around and seeing what’s right in front of you.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“I want to be romanced; I want to be swept away—I want something special, rare, passionate, out of the ordinary!”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“This burger is so good, it’s stupid,” I burst out. “I thought California was supposed to be full of vegans sprinkling sprouts on everything.”
“That’s at the restaurant across the street. You detox there, you come here when you want real food.”
“I love you,” I said, stroking my burger like a kitten.
“Me or the cheeseburger?”
“I can no longer separate the two.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“Why ride a cowboy when you can ride a librarian?”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“Did you just spit something?” he asked, sounding curious and amused … “Never would have pegged you as a spitter, Vivian.”
Eyes suddenly wide, I sat straight up, almost levitating from the bed, then rallied. “Only when it’s something not worth swallowing.”
Hello line, I believe I just crossed over you. I distinctly heard Clark choke on a sip of what I assumed was his Scotch.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“Did I arch my back when his gazes finally made it to my chest? Of course I did. And was rewarded with a nostril flare, the equivalent of a facial boner.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“Like a junkie, I was jonesing for a romance novel coupling. I needed a pulsing pillar of passion, a mammoth mail member, a cocky cobra ready to tangle with my vaginal mongoose.
I also needed to think about upgrading my reading. My imagery was actually starting to bother me.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“I’m going to fuck you on this balustrade, so hard you’ll feel it in your bones.” He slowly breathed me in, nudging me with his nose. Sweet heaven, my librarian was a dirty talker.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“For the record, I am so turned on by your elbow patches, I’m coming out of my skin over here.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“I fucking love you, you goddamned librarian.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“You want me, don’t you?” he asked, and I nodded. “Say it. Out loud.”
Did he just quote Twilight? No matter.
“Ah wah oo.” I managed. Not as sexy when you’re sucking someone’s thumb. But that’s okay. This was happening.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“I’m waiting for the magic word.” “Um, now?” “Really?” “Asshole?” “Come on.” “Clark!” “Vivian.” “Oh, fine. Please help me, Clark. Please, please, please?” I managed, gritting my teeth. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” he smiled, his face lighting up.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“I’m a reasonably attractive young gal, great rack, nice legs, and never had any complaints in the sack. But I’d never been—cue sad music—in love before. And no one had ever been—cue sadder music—in love with me.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“You’ve never heard me do a number of things, Vivian. You have no idea what I might sound like.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“I really missed punching actual buttons sometimes, especially when I was this pissed off. It was hard to get rid of tension when you had to dial so delicately.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“He turned, leaning against the door, one arm over his head. Beef. To the motherfucking. Cake.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“It doesn't always have to be so hard. Sometimes, falling in love just means turning around and seeing what's right in front of you.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“I agree with you. Everyone gets lonely sometimes.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“He opened his mouth to speak, finally initiating conversation with me!
“’Sup, Viv?”
The man was a poet. I had no words. Strike that, I had one.
“’Sup?”
He grinned at me, and I swear on all that is holy a sunbeam broke through the clouds and shone directly on him, highlighting the planes of his exquisite face and letting me know that beauty had a name, and its name was Hank.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“Opening the basement door for the first time, I realized two things. One, the lightbulb was burned out. Two, the motherfucking lightbulb was burned out.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“I feel like Hank and I are meant to be together.” “Hank?” Caroline asked, frowning. “Yes, Hank. Together with me. Like in the biblical sense.” “Like, the earth was flooded and he’s the only man left?”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“I knew that life couldn’t be like a romance novel, where someone could fall hopelessly in love with her soul mate the moment they met eyes across a crowded room. Preposterous. Or that you could be whisked off into a world of fantasy and excitement by a handsome stranger, instantly connect, and be in perfect sexual sync from the second his mammoth male member teased your delicate flower petals.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“I was struck by how easy this was, how comfortable it was. There was no onion to peel here; Clark was an open book. Easy to read, easy to predict, he’d tell me anything I asked him. No holding back, no games, no bullshit.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“Dark chocolate was supposed to be good for you, right?”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“I liked my environment clean. Neat. Orderly. Hospital corners? Yes, please. Can labels showing to the front? Thank you kindly. How else could you see what’s in the can?”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“Was this Cowboy Hank? Oh my, yes, it was. Because his belt buckle told me so .”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“I observed the cowboy in his natural element. He liked to work with no shirt on, which seemed so perfectly right and not at all beefcake.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“Courtney Love circa 1996. Without the smeared lipstick. Or the heroin.”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

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― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered

“I see by your buckle your name’s Hunk. I mean, Hunk. I mean, fuck, Hank. Crap.” He”
― Alice Clayton, Screwdrivered