Hooked Quotes

“You aren’t going to throw yourself at one of those bloody fools,” he growled.

“Why? You won’t allow it?”

His eyes flashed . . . then he closed them, taking several deep breaths. “No. Because the woman I . . . know,” he said, after a pause, “wouldn’t sleep with an ass just to spite me.”

She smiled weakly, knowing he was right. “You’ve got a high opinion of yourself,” she teased.

“No. I’ve a high opinion of you.”
― Cathy Yardley, Hooked

“turning back. “Yes?” “Do you mind . . .” She bit her lip again, fidgeting.

He faced her fully, only a foot apart from her, looking down at her face expectantly. “Do I mind . . . ?” he repeated.

“Can I kiss you again?” she blurted. “Not under duress this time. Not because I’m trying to prove something. Just . . . to see what happens?”
― Cathy Yardley, Hooked

“How did you meet him?” He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Promise you won’t think me an utter nerd?” She quirked an eyebrow. “Well, no hope of that, honestly,” he admitted. “I was playing World of Warcraft online in London and met Fezza on a quest. We just hit it off.” “He helped you?” “God, no. He killed me and stole all my gear,” he said, surprising her, laughter bubbling to the surface. “Later on, I told him off and he felt a bit sorry, so he offered to let me join him on a mission in order to gain new, better gear, since apparently mine was crap. We wound up playing a lot, and then comparing other games, and emailing.”
― Cathy Yardley, Hooked