Man Candy Quotes

“You’re right about serious relationships not being all hearts and flowers and orgasms, Jaime. That’s falling in love. Over time, it’s not that anymore. It takes work. It takes trust and sacrifice and faith in something you can’t see. It means sticking the fuck around when you’re scared or tempted or angry. It’s knowing that someone has your back and will be there at the end of your best days and your worst. It’s understanding that you’re part of something bigger than yourself, and fighting for it. I know it’s rare.” I”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“I’ll stay home with my Kindle and my cat. They never disappoint.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“It’s a feeling, followed by a choice made in the face of chaos and uncertainty: I don’t know where this road will take me, but I want you by my side on the journey.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“But first, I wanted to make her sweat a little. Then I wanted to make her sweat a lot”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“Oh, you're one of those'. Shaking her head, she poured the wine. 'Figures.' 'One of those what?' 'One of those people who drink one glass of red wine a night because it's healthy, not because it tastes good and makes you feel like you can get through another day without hitting someone with a frying pan.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“when you’re young, you can’t wait to get away from home, and it’s only later that you appreciate what your mom—or dad, or whoever raised you—did for you. Only later that you realize you should have listened closer, that you weren’t done learning from them, that you still have questions about life.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“Jaime, there is no secret. There is no magic. There is no way to know what the future holds. The point is that you’re willing to take a chance.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“I couldn’t help it. There it was, right in front of me, the Dick that Got Away.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“The door opened wide and Quinn appeared, holding his hands over his crotch like a fucking fig leaf.
I gasped.
“So,” he said, those blue eyes dancing. “Now what?”
Oh my fucking god.
The game of chicken…suddenly involved a cock.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“Quinn, don’t.”
I froze. “Don’t?”
Her arms tightened around my waist. “Don’t let me go.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“I want you I want you I want you.
I couldn't stop thinking it, couldn't stop fucking her, couldn't bear the thoughts that she didn't want me, didn't want this, more than she wanted to protect herself.
I was inside her.
And I didn't want to leave.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“The game of chicken…suddenly involved a cock.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“We had another game where he was the doctor making a house call and I was the proper Victorian lady besieged by hysteria (also known as sexual frustration) which could only be relieved by a paroxysm (also known as an orgasm) the doctor brought on with either his hand or my vibrator. (At first Quinn didn’t believe me when I told him that this actually happened in history, and that vibrators were, in fact, invented by doctors whose hands were cramping up from flicking sexually frustrated Victorian beans all day long, but I swear to God it’s true. Just another one of those fun facts stored up in my brain.)”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“He smiled—and dropped his hands. I looked down—and gasped. I couldn’t help it. There it was, right in front of me, the Dick that Got Away.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“Only later that you realize you should have listened closer, that you weren’t done learning from them, that you still have questions about life.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“Was I a good person?
You’re a drunk peeping Tom. All signs point to no.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“It’s like, when you’re young, you can’t wait to get away from home, and it’s only later that you appreciate what your mom—or dad, or whoever raised you—did for you. Only later that you realize you should have listened closer, that you weren’t done learning from them, that you still have questions about life.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy

“That’s what happens when women fall in love, though. They lose themselves. They lose perspective. They lose control over their own happiness.”
― Melanie Harlow, Man Candy