Managed Quotes

“You are my greatest weakness because I have no defense when it comes to you.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“Jesus,” I blurt out, lifting my hand as if to shield my eyes. “It’s like looking into the sun.” “What?” he snaps, those laser-bright eyes narrowing. Oh, this will be fun. “Just stop, will you?” I squint at him. “You’re too hot. It’s too much to take.” This is true, though I’d never have the guts to say so in normal circumstances. “Are you quite well?” he intones, as if he thinks the opposite. “No, you’ve nearly rendered me blind.” I flap a hand. “Do you have an off switch? Maybe put it on low?”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“You should know, I can’t be a fling. Not with you. If you want me, you have to be all in.”
A frown knots his brows, and when he speaks, his voice is a rasp. “I’ve lived my whole life denying myself what I truly want. And yet I cannot turn from you. Haven’t you realized it yet? I am yours. I will always be yours, whether I touch you or not.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“Destroyed. My polished armor. My stubborn resistance. My hardened heart. She’s smashed through the first two and laid total claim on the third. And I don’t feel like running.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“Oh, I bet you’d find that marvelous; all of us helpless women just smiling and nodding. Though I’m afraid it would never work on me.” “Of course not,” he deadpans. “I’m stuck next to the one afflicted with an apparently incurable case of verbal diarrhea.” “Says the man who is socially constipated.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“You know, I’m not actually comfortable being an asshole to women.” “Really?” I say, biting the corner of my lip to keep from smiling. “But you do it so well.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“I wasn’t prepared to need you this much. I don’t know who I am anymore if you aren’t with me.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“I stare at him, unwilling to hide my hurt. “You hate me?”
He blinks as if trying to break out of a fog. Color tints his cheeks, and his breath kicks up one more. “I think,” he says, “adore would be the better word.”
Oh. Hell.
Those intense eyes fixate on me, baring his soul. It is filled with pain and need. “You are my greatest weakness because I have no defense when it comes to you.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“Somewhere over the Atlantic, at thirty-five thousand feet, she wrapped herself around me, and my brain decided to equate her scent, the sound of her voice, the feel of her skin, with comfort.
I have no idea how I’m supposed to dissuade myself of this notion, and I am not yet ready to try.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“Men can’t go around introducing their woman as, “Mine; Touch her and lose a finger.” Can they?”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“Did you just tweak my nipple?”
“Is that rhetorical?”
“Beware, chatty girl, I can retaliate.”
“Promise? Ooh, I like that smolder, it’s very Flynn Ryder.”
“You’re comparing me to cartoon characters now?”
“Animated characters. Huge difference. And it’s cute that you know who he is.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“My chatty girl has no idea what she’s gotten herself into. Because I’m not letting her go.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“But the best thing about Spain? Siestas. God bless any country that has decided yes, we shall shut down business and take a long nap in the middle of the day. How can you not love them for that?”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“It is an odd thing to discover I’m lonely, despite never truly being alone. But I am. I want someone to know the real me, not the shiny shell I show the world.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“She is dangerous because I cannot control her. And she is utterly beautiful, like molten glass that tempts you to touch even though you know you’ll be burned.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“You think if you sit there, looking petrified and tense, I’ll offer a blowjob to distract you from it all.”
My humiliation comes to a screeching halt upon hearing the word blowjob. “What?”
“Well, it’s not going to happen.”
Ignore the cock. Ignore him. He’s an idiot. Focus on the problem at hand. “You are deranged. Completely deranged.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“You know those books and movies where the girl wears a guy’s pants and they hang on her tiny frame? Yeah, I’m not sure what sort of pixies populate fiction, but not so much for me.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“I don’t know whether to run or grab hold of her and never let go.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“The bed creaks as he eases closer. And then I feel it.
Oh, fucking hell. Just no. He can’t do this to me.
It’s big, it’s hard, and it’s nudging my ass.
We both freeze. Well, Gabriel freezes. His dick? It nudges me again, that blunt head pushing into the small of my back as if to say hello.
“Involuntary reaction,” Gabriel says in a strangled voice. “Ignore it.”
His hard-on says otherwise.
I swallow with difficulty. “Your hard dick is poking me in the ass. I can no more ignore it than if you slapped me in the face with it.”
He stills, a sound gurgling in his throat. I’m about to apologize for being so crude, when he bursts out laughing.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“Christ Almighty, give me strength to let her go, or let me do her right.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“They’re your family. Anyone can see that you love them.
He stills as if he’s absorbing my words. “Most people believe I’m incapable of feeling anything.”
Outrage punches through my chest like a burning fist. In that moment, I know I’d go to war for this man. Even if he hated every second of it. No one should have to face the world without someone at their back. Especially not someone as dedicated as Gabriel.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“Jesus on a motorcycle, he has a happy trail.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“This isn’t solely about sex; if it was, I’d have fucked her already. This is uncomfortably more.
I have never experienced intimacy. I did not know how good it felt to simply be with someone and let everything else melt away. The world can fuck off when I’m with Sophie Darling. There is only us. I don’t have to be anyone else but Gabriel.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“You’ve told me repeatedly now that you find me blindingly attractive.” “That doesn’t mean I like you. Besides, your brand of pretty is like a weapon. You reel victims in with it, just like a vampire does. I wouldn’t be surprised if you sparkle in the sun.” “I cannot believe I’m arguing with a woman who references Twilight.” “The fact that you know I’m referencing Twilight betrays you as a secret Edward-loving fanboy.” His snort is loud and scathing. “Team Jacob all the way.” I can’t help it, my eyes fly open, and I lift a corner of my mask to glare at him. “That’s it. We can never be friends.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“She stands in the doorway to our room, blue sundress rumpled, the rosy light of sunset slanting through the wide widows and illuminating the gold of her hair. I’m struck speechless, my breath cutting short. I am not a poetic man, but I want to be one now. I want to do justice to her beauty and the way she fills me with a strange mixture of utter peace and demanding need.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“I am a cold man. Any happiness or warmth I’ve felt died when Jax tried to take his life. Until you.” His ragged breath gusts over my cheek. “You are my warmth.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“Ack, joke gone bad, joke gone bad,” Brenna wails, flapping her hands. “Run away. Run away.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“I’m in pain now, actual physical pain – in my balls, my abs, my chest. Everything aches with a throbbing persistence, wrought from self-denial. I want this woman more than anything I’ve ever wanted in my life. But I want to keep her. I have no idea how to keep anyone close to me. Because I have no idea how to expose my heart.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“What did I say about speculating?” I warn. “One more word and I’ll have you all doing a music video with synchronized dancing faster than you can say Backstreet Boys.” Whip lifts up a hand. “Okay, geesh. Got it. You two are an impenetrable wall that no one shall gaze upon. No need to go all Simon Cowell on us.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed

“Which reminds me… While I do enjoy anal play with a woman now and then, I have never munched an ass.”
― Kristen Callihan, Managed