Little Memphis Quotes

“I want you to call me tonight when you’re at work,” I say, tense now. “Why?” “So I’ll know you’re safe.” “When do you want me to call?” “Every hour.” Sipping her lemonade, Shay grins. “Yeah, I’m not doing that.” “Why?” I grunt. “I’ll never remember. Besides, it’s a little excessive.” “I’ll call you every hour then.” Shay smiles wider. “Will we talk every hour or will you just ask if I’m dead then hang up once you get your answer?” I lean over and kiss her forehead. Her hair smells so good. I want it spread out across my pillows while I move inside her. I can barely sit still with my cock so hard. “I should get a room at the hotel, so you can spend your breaks with me.” Shay loses her smile. “No.” I run my fingers over her thigh. “I could help you count toilet paper rolls. Even take luggage to rooms for late night guests. How does that sound?” “You’re being weird.” “Is it weird to crave you?” Shay grins. “Yes. You’re weird.” I roll my eyes. “Fuck you for being addictive.” “I’m sorry my pussy is so addictive. Maybe there’s a twelve step program to help you.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“Don’t give your heart to him, Shay,” Darby says softly. “Ford won’t keep it safe. No one ever kept his heart safe growing up and he doesn’t know how to treat anyone any better. It’s not his fault he’s not a good man, but it’ll be your fault if you expect him to be one.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“Let me tell you a story,” he says, leaning closer until his lips are an inch from my ear. “Once upon a time, there was a hot piece of tail who dressed like a boy. She wore flannel and baggy jeans and trucker hats. She kept all her pretty curves hidden, but no one was fooled especially not my dick. The end.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“My old lady wouldn’t like me putting a dead chick under our house. She’s real particular about smells.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“I’ve been with thousands of women and you claimed the one night that you fucked four hundred billion men,” I say and Shay smiles slightly. “Out of all those people, you’re the only one that makes my heart hurt. Do you know how stupid I feel saying my heart hurts? I feel like a damn pussy, but I’m saying the words because they’re true.” “I give you heart trouble,” Shay whispers. “You own my heart. I don’t know if that’s the same thing though.” “For me, it is.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“I know it’s a mistake, but I’m falling for you.” “I know and it’s fucking beautiful.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“I don’t believe in love at first sight. People who claim it happens to them are full of shit. They only want to believe what they feel is love. As if the lie makes them special. Losers always need a reason to feel important. Lust at first sight does happen. Years ago, I saw a chick with tits I instantly feel deeply in erection with. While I can’t remember the rest of her, I think her name started with a D.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“I like you,” she says, but I know this isn’t what she really wants to say. “I like you too especially your tits.” It’s not what I want to say either, but fantasies need lies to keep them alive.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“don’t know when it happened. I can’t even remember not feeling this way, so maybe I loved you right away, or maybe I just can’t think of you without feeling that way. I don’t know.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“FORD: Waiting is for people who plan to live forever.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“It’s rock and roll, sugar. Guys shouldn’t sound like angels. They should sound like sick bastards who’ll butt fuck your little sister and leave her with herpes.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“I’m sorry my pussy is so addictive. Maybe there’s a twelve step program to help you.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“I like your story,” I say, running my hand up his sweater. “Happy endings are sexy.” Ford grins. “When you say shit like that, I can’t believe you don’t hear how fucking dirty you sound.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“I look at you and my heart beats faster and my stomach gets butterflies in that annoying teenage crush way. When you do nice shit for me, I want more. I’m selfish that way.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis