Him Quotes

“But here’s the thing about family, Ryan…blood doesn’t mean shit. You just need to surround yourself with people who do love you, and they become your family.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“My weakness is him.”
― Elle Kennedy, Him

“I’ve been walking around with a hollow chasm in my chest where my heart used to be.
But that gaping hole is full again. My heart is back, because Jamie is here.
And he fucking loves me.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“Jamie Canning was my first crush and my first love. But he was never mine to have.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“My dick and I reached an understanding.” “Yeah? And what’s that?” I ask curiously. He shrugs. “We both like you.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“I…” He clears his throat. “I’d let you do it, though.” My hand freezes in his hair. “You would?” Wes nods. “I’d let you do anything to me, Canning.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“Our mouths fit together so perfectly. Every time we kiss, I fall even more in love with him, and it has nothing to do with sex or lust. It's him. His closeness and his scent and the way he soothes me.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“I hold him as close as I dare. Even if my entire life goes to shit before breakfast tomorrow, I’ll always have this night.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“God, when I go gay, I really go gay.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“Because I’d wanted to touch him more than I’d wanted my next breath.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“Like me, Jamie has two speeds: horny and asleep.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“and—wait, I’m sorry, did you call me Ryan Theodore?” She waves her hand as if the question is inconsequential. “I don’t know your middle name so I had to make one up. Because, sweetie, you really needed to be middle-named for mangling those poor onions.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“Why hasn’t anyone ever told me the prostate was some kind of magical pleasure zone? Are there unicorns and orgasm fairies dancing around in there?”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“I love you. The words are always right there on the tip of my naughty tongue. I swallow them back like I need to and say something much more practical instead. “Have you ever been acquainted with your prostate?”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“You really do love me, huh?”
“Always have.” I swallowed hard. “Always will.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“Ready to come harder than you’ve ever come in your life?” I ask solemnly, lifting one of his knees up. He smiles. “You sure you want to put that much pressure on yourself, dude?” “No pressure. Just fact. Science has proven it.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“My weakness is him.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“Jesus. Good thing he’s not a traffic cop, because he’s sending enough mixed signals to cause a ten-car pileup.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

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“His mourh twitches "My dick and I reached an understanding"
"Yeah? And what's that?" I ask curiously
He shrugs. "We both like you"
Fuck yeah.”
― Elle Kennedy, Him

“I don’t think I’ll ever forget the day Pat walked into the gym and found us—me, flat on my stomach with Jamie’s knee digging into the back of my neck, while I yelled “Ballsack!” over and over again.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“His Facebook post is pure Jamie: Hi all. I feel like a heel doing this over Facebook, but I can’t reach everyone by tomorrow. You’re all going to discuss me on Sunday, anyway. And in case you think my account was hacked, it wasn’t. As proof I’ll confess that I’m the one who broke Mom’s Christmas tree angel when I was seven. It was death by baseball, but I swear she didn’t suffer. Anyway, I have to catch you up on a few developments. I’ve taken the coaching job in Toronto, and I’ve declined my spot in Detroit. This feels like the right career move, but there’s something else. I’m living with my boyfriend (that was not a typo.) His name is Wes, and we met at Lake Placid about nine years ago. In case you were lacking something to talk about over dinner, I’ve fixed that problem. Love you all. Jamie”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“I am not a snob, because I know opulence doesn't stamp out ignorance and unhappiness.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“Last I saw him, he was sucking on a bottle of whiskey like he was trying to make it come.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“What are you waiting for, Ryan? Suck it already.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“I'm supposed to be here taking measurements, but I haven't even brought a measuring tape. And it's not the apartment I need to measure -- it's the size of my balls.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“What kind of city doesn’t have a football team? Explain that to me, Wes.” “They do have one,” I point out. “The Argonauts.” Richard narrows his eyes. “Is it an NFL team?” “Well, no, it’s CFL, but—” “Then they don’t have a team,” he says firmly. I stifle a laugh.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“don’t want to fuck with your head.” he whispers. “I wish I hadn’t ever done that.”
But it’s not my head that needs fucking.
“Come over here,” I say. “Please.”
“No fucking way.” he replies
“I can make you.”
He laughs. “Did you smoke some pot while I was our, Canning?”
I laugh too, and it’s such a relief. Because it means I haven’t wrecked everything. But I lift my hips, peel off my briefs, and throw them at his head. He bats them away, smiling in the dark.
Kicking the sheet off, I put my hand on my dick. And he stops laughing.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“I fucking love you, and I know that’s inconvenient. But I didn’t get a chance to tell you in Lake Placid, so I’m telling you right now. Just in case we can ever get more than a summer. I love you, and I wish things were different.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“You’re saying you don’t want me?”
Aw hell. “No, I’m saying this is a bad idea.”

“You’re the king of bad ideas,” he reminds me. “At least this one ends with both of us feeling good.”
― Sarina Bowen, Him

“You acted like a total douchecanoe”
― Sarina Bowen, Him