Beautiful Boss Quotes

“There is no way to mess this up,” I said, right against her mouth. “Even if we didn't get married tomorrow, you're the love of my life. I'm with you until we both die, at the same time, when I am one hundred and you are ninety three.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“Hanna,” I cut in. “I promise to do my best not to motorboat you at the altar.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“Will laughed and shook his head. “We’re married, Hanna,” he said, and it sounded like he was still marveling at it, too . . .

“Say, I was wondering what you were doing in this tuxedo.” I wrapped his tie around my fist and tugged on it, bringing him closer. “Unless you’re just a really, really snappy dresser. But then, you have this ring on your finger, too . . .”

“I want to be sweet with you,” he said, palm curving over my shoulder and slipping down between my breasts. There was a weight there, a pressure to his touch I could feel even through the thin layers of fabric. Despite the softness in his voice, it screamed of possession, of lust. “I feel like I should be sweet tonight.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“I watched her—cheeks flushed, lips wet from the booze—and walked into the kitchen, grabbing a lime and the saltshaker.

“Here,” I said, pulling her close.

“Oh, yes,” George cooed from somewhere behind us. “Only a few minutes in and we’re in body shot land.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“You know that just because we're getting married doesn't mean that anything between us changes, right? We're still Will and Hanna. We're still us.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“What do you want to do tonight?” she asked.
I shrugged, running my fingers up through the soft tangle of her hair.
“This. Be married. Maybe put on a movie. Order some dinner. Go to bed and fuck for a while.”
“Can I switch up the order of that a little?” she asked, fingers sliding just under the waistband of my boxers.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“If you move to the West Coast, I will make a gun out of this," she said, drunkenly brandishing a tiny straw before searching the rest of the cluttered table, "and these peanuts and this glass and shoot you in the dick, Will."
I winced at the visual. "Wow-" I began.
"In the dick, Will.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“All I could see were Will’s intense blue eyes, and the joy that flashed across them as they flickered down to the low neckline of my gown. All I could hear was the deep, reverent rumble of his voice as he repeated his vow to honor, and cherish, and love me for the rest of our lives. And all I could feel was the juxtaposition of cool metal and warm skin as he slid the ring on my finger. It was all I could process . . . until he kissed me, that is. Because that kiss erased everything that came before it. You may now kiss your bride. The world fell away. It really did. It was just us in that tiny spot of land, standing in silence and staring at each other, on the verge of sealing this commitment we’d made. I couldn’t stop smiling.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“It scared me, a little, to not feel like I was getting used to this, to instead feel like I was growing more desperate for her every day. I had her. I lived with her. I married her. But my feelings for Hanna were foreign to me in their intensity, and the sheer unknown of our future left me feeling unsteady.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“He looked back up again, giving me a crooked smile. “You have special underwear for when you’re on your period and I’m the dorky one?”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“The new wife and I were just about to enjoy some newlywed sex, but, see, this is way better”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“Hannah. Shut up, right now. Come to my room and get laid.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“Didn’t I fire you this morning?” “Twice,” I answered for him. “You fired him on Sara’s behalf in the elevator when he referred to you as ‘Mistress of the Dark’ in front of that priest, and a second time when he offered to help Jensen get dressed later.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“He kissed his way across my chest and down between my breasts, over my shirt. His fingers moved to the waistband of my panties and he slowly tried to peel them down my legs. Tried being the operative word because five pairs of underwear don’t really fit the same way as one . . .

“What in the actual fuck—” he started to say, tugging at the fabric.

“Just . . . Oh my God, Will—” I curled on my side, laughing so hard I had tears in my eyes. He managed the first pair, holding them up victoriously before he went back for the second.

“Jesus Christ,” he said, attempting to pull them down without stretching them or damaging the elastic. “Are these on with some kind of adhesive?”

“No!”

“Okay . . . It’s possible this wasn’t my best plan. And will you hold still! It’s like trying to peel a wiggly onion!”

“I’m going to die of laughter and when the police finally get here I’ll still be wearing these hideous underwear. Why didn’t you just take them all off at once?”

“You can’t expect me to think when all my blood is in my dick!”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“I rolled on the bed, giggling. “Wait until I tell Max you masturbated to a comic book.”

“Hanna, most guys masturbate to comic books. It’s like masturbation training wheels.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“We should go,” Bennett slurred, pushing himself up with obvious effort. “We only have thirty hours before we need to reestablish a plausible executive presence.”

“I’m going to be hungover,” Chloe moaned. “Who can I pay to dial back time and undo three of those tequila shots? Maybe four.”

Sara, who had been asleep in our bed, walked out, stretching. “I just called a couple cabs. Let’s go, drunkies.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“I was getting married today. Me. I’d pinch myself, but if this was a dream, I never wanted to wake up.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“Did the BB finally . . . break you?” George asked with dramatic awe. “I will smack you with a hammer,” she told him with a glare. “Even in that fancy suit.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“You obviously don;t understand a thing about men. Or, more specifically, this man."
"I don't?"
"No, I'm not scared of periods, and you could walk out in five pairs of the worst underware known to man, and I would still want to have sex with you.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“What do you want to do tonight."

"This. Be married. Maybe put on a movie. Order some dinner. Go to bed and f awhile.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“No grabbing my boobs."
"Whatever you say, just don't stop."
"You have a gift for bruising boobs. My dress shows boob."
"You mentioned this."
"If you bruise them, no head for a year.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss

“Let’s play more Truth or Dare,” George suggested, loudly redirecting us from an incoming argument.

“It was your turn,” Bennett said to Hanna.

“Fine,” Hanna said, glaring at me, “but we aren’t done discussing this.”

“Can you wait until we’re gone, though?” Bennett asked. “Christ, I’m sorry I asked.”

“Says the man who fight-fucks his wife in public every bleeding day,” Max said.”
― Christina Lauren, Beautiful Boss