Illegal Contact Quotes

“Can I put the tip in?
~ Gavin, Illegal Contact”
― Santino Hassell, Illegal Contact

“Who’s gonna put that smile on your face when you’re not with me anymore?”

“Nobody,” he whispered. “You ruined me for anyone else.”
― Santino Hassell, Illegal Contact

“You were just being so fucking sweet and lovely that I wanted to kiss you. To hold you. To be close to you. I wanted to show you that you’re special to me too. To tell you that I talk about you too. That I think about you even
when I’m supposed to be focused on other things.”
― Santino Hassell, Illegal Contact

“People who had never needed money could never understand the dual weight of responsibility and freedom that came with getting a break.”
― Santino Hassell, Illegal Contact

“I usually hated when people said ‘just saying’ because they thought it gave them an excuse to say whatever the hell they wanted.”
― Santino Hassell, Illegal Contact

“There’s your first mistake, Brawley. Don’t let the good-boy manners and button-down fool you. I’m an Irish kid from Queens. You’ve got no clue how loud I can be.”
― Santino Hassell, Illegal Contact

“I’d never been into the whole geek thing before, but his lean body, thick, dark hair, and square-rimmed glasses did it for me. I wanted to fuck him while he was wearing them and see if they fell off his face.”
― Santino Hassell, Illegal Contact

“Um, uh—yes. This is he. I mean me. I’m him.” Oh fuck. “Is this . . .” “You know who I am.” And just like that, my bitch mode turned on again. “Sorry, I’m not sure who this is. Can you give me your name?” A long, low exhale sounded through the phone. “It’s Gavin Brawley. I’ve been calling you for days. This is my last attempt.” “Really?” Gavin was starting to sound annoyed. “Is this how you act when trying to get a job?” “No, not usually. But I figured I’d screwed up and there was no way Mr. Carmichael would ever hire me.” “First off, I’m hiring you. Not him. I wanted you. Not him.”
― Santino Hassell, Illegal Contact

“Jesus Christ, he was going to kill me. My hands began to shake again. I couldn’t stop kissing him between each sentence, needing to taste the lips that were saying words so dirty.

“What’s the good news?” I prompted . “You have on no underwear and decided to stop cutting me off during the day again?”

There was no response so I did the only rational thing I could think of— crawled across the floor until I was under the desk.

A nip at his ankle sent him flinging himself backwards with so much force the chair nearly flipped over.”
― Santino Hassell, Illegal Contact

“Having awareness of pop culture and the world is generally a good requirement for anyone wanting to work with a celebrity.”

And to that, I had absolutely no response. It was a good point, but his subtle homophobia and slimy attitude prevented me from giving a sweet goddamn. Heat rose to my face, and I scrambled for a defense.”
― Santino Hassell, Illegal Contact

“they both had this . . . aura of power. And a way of looking at me that triggered both an urge to perform for their attention while worrying that they could smell the debt on me.”
― Santino Hassell, Illegal Contact

“There was something reassuring about the realness of outright hostility.”
― Santino Hassell, Illegal Contact

“Joe. This shit started because of me confronting the dude who threatened to out Simeon. You think I’m stupid enough to trust someone in my house? If you think my image is shitty now, just wait until a housekeeper or a PA finds out I like fucking guys. Gavin Brawley, the Barons’ alpha asshole, being bisexual will be a lot more sensational than golden boy Simeon experimenting at the club while wasted.”

Joe cringed. He went through life pretending I only chased female tail when off the field. It was less stressful when it came to sorting out the potential homophobic backlash if word got out that I was bi. I tried to choose my male hookups carefully, and never a random stranger. Even on the days when I craved a man’s hard body and low, deep voice more than anything else, I sometimes told myself it was more trouble than it was worth. And Simeon’s latest disaster only cemented that thought in my mind, so having a stranger in my house .”
― Santino Hassell, Illegal Contact

“Joe started pacing again. He was upset enough for me to consider comforting him, but worrying about a suit was pretty low on my list of shit to give two fucks about.”
― Santino Hassell, Illegal Contact