Fast Times Quotes

“What do you want, Lisa?”
She leaned down to whisper in his ear. Her scent teased him with memories of their time together and for a second, he closed his eyes.
“I want you, sugar.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“Did you miss me?”
Their eyes locked but not even the dogs from hell could pull an answer out of him.
The corners of her mouth turned up. “I thought so.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“Her right hand gripped the edge of the desk and one leg dangled in no particular rhythm to smack against the side of the desk. “What’s the matter, sugar? You afraid of little old me?”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“You’re the most gorgeous thing I’ve looked at all morning.”
“Obviously you are still heavily medicated,” he replied dryly, “because I drank myself to sleep last night and slept in my clothes.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“Don’t you ever pull that shit again,” he said between bruising kisses. He pressed her up against the wall and trapped her with his body.
“Take your own advice,” she shot back and wrapped her legs around his waist.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“Was that really necessary?” she yelled.
He let out a choked laugh. “You tell me. You’re acting like a lunatic.”
“And you’re acting like a sex-crazed teenager. She had no business rubbing up against you and you shouldn’t have let her!”
“I know you’re not telling me who I can sleep with,” he said threateningly.
She felt heat rush up to her face in anger. “Hell yes I am. You can only sleep with me,” she said and threw herself at him.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“I don’t want to talk to you when you’re yelling,” she shouted after him.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“You can’t just come in and out of my life whenever you feel like it.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“Let’s just say that I’m not fixing my house because I’m bored. I have to shut my mind up somehow. All I think about is you and that’s a problem.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“What do you mean check up on me? What am I? An unsafe gas line?”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“You’re always telling me to put on my clothes,” she complained and pouted up at him.
“That’s because you keep taking them off.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“You’re frozen stiff,” he said, rubbing his warm skin over hers.
She grinned at him with a quivering chin. “I knew I’d get you to warm up.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“It’s gonna take a miracle for you to warm up to me again, isn’t it?”
“The odds of turning water into wine are greater,” he said seriously.
“Will more cookies help?”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“She raised her gaze to his. “Are you kicking me out?”
“Will you go willingly?”
“Only if you ask nicely,” she said and stepped up to him. “Although I’ll let you throw me over your shoulder and carry me out, if you insist.”
He straightened and frowned down at her. “You’re driving me mad.”
“You know I love hearing that,” she teased and brushed against his leg with her right knee.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“He scowled at her. “What are you doing here?”
She held out a plate of freshly-baked cookies. “Making a delivery before our home turns into the gingerbread house.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“Good night,” he said and turned the key to start the engine.
“Good night, sugar. Hope you dream of me.”
“I’m afraid of that,” he grumbled before putting on his helmet.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“Well, maybe you’ll remember something else about me you like,” she replied saucily and stepped forward to run the same finger up the front of his shirt. “Or maybe you’ll discover something new.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“I don’t think I could ever have enough of you. That’s not why I left but it is why I came back.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“His brows came down low over his eyes. “You realize you’re crazy.”
She laughed. “I seem to recall that you like it when I’m crazy. You love it, in fact.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times

“She gave him a brilliant smile. “Nice to see you too, Ryan. I see you’ve turned more sour over the years.”
“And you haven’t changed a bit,” he said gruffly.
She laughed, a light care-free sound, and it instantly stirred something inside him. He hoped it was indigestion.”
― Mila Rossi, Fast Times