Level Up Quotes

“Yeah," he said, rolling his eyes. "Because when I think 'game architect' and 'engineering,' I think 'extrovert.”
― Cathy Yardley, Level Up

“If the shoe fits," she ground out, "lace up that bitch and wear it!”
― Cathy Yardley, Level Up

“I'm Tessa," she said. "I'm a friend of these girls. And I could ask who the fuck you are, coming over here, trying to be intimidating, and throwing your pitiful masculinity around like it's something to be either proud or afraid of, which is a joke. Since you obviously can't threaten anybody physically--I'm fairly certain Hailey here could pound you into a crimson stain on the pavement in a hot minute--you're trying to overcompensate by making veiled sexual and financial threats, acting like homosexuality is somehow an insult, and basically being an asshole." Harold”
― Cathy Yardley, Level Up

“He pulled away, staring into her eyes, panting slightly. "You sure?"
She tilted his head, her eyes looking deeply back into his.
"Stop being the gentleman and fuck me."
His eyes widened, and his grin was like heaven. "Yes, ma'am.”
― Cathy Yardley, Level Up

“Is there anything going on between you and Tessa?"
"What? What? No." Adam said hastily, looking back at the door. "Why do you think so?"
"Well, you two live together."
"She's my roommate," Adam responded, then noticed the defensive tone in his voice.
"So you don't mind if I..." He made a vague, incomprehensible gesture.
"If you what?"
"Come onnnnnnn," Rodney whined.
"You know. Ask her out."
Adam's eyes widened. Why should he mind? Of course he didn't mind.
"I'll break your fucking arm," he said instead, casually, then blinked at himself. José sighed. "Damn it. I figured.”
― Cathy Yardley, Level Up

“This morning, Adam could barely look her in the eye. “I’m so very sorry,” he’d said, staring at his to-go-cup as they got into the car that morning. “I didn’t mean to cross any… or make you uncomfortable…it was just… I meant it as just sort of a joke—you know, ha-ha?” “Ha-ha,” she’d repeated numbly. “But it was three in the morning, and I guess things just sort of…got out of hand?” He cleared his throat. “I don’t know what I was thinking.” He paused. Her body heated traitorously. Could you think it again sometime?”
― Cathy Yardley, Level Up

“You just haven't gotten laid in a while, his rational side sent up. Deprivation was likely to make anyone a little crazy. It’d be like those cartoons, where one starving character on a life raft started looking at the other passengers like they were roasted chickens. It wasn't personal.”
― Cathy Yardley, Level Up

“Now he grimaced. "I don't know. It sounds like a chick..." He stopped abruptly. "A chick show, huh?" she said, raising an eyebrow. "You know what I meant," he muttered. "What the hell am I going to do, watch a show with 'hot guys' all being angsty?" "Just watch it," she said. "What, right now?" Determined, and equal parts irritated and amused by his reaction, she nudged him to the couch. "It'll take, what, forty minutes? Don't be a baby.”
― Cathy Yardley, Level Up

“I could ask who the fuck you are,” she repeated, with a smile as sharp as a razor, “but I’ve known a million guys just like you, and frankly, I just don’t care.”
― Cathy Yardley, Level Up

“I’m sure there are even some kind guys nice in here, but . . .”
― Cathy Yardley, Level Up

“having people over at all house very day of the week.”
― Cathy Yardley, Level Up