Gifts Quotes

“Five o’clock does not say stamina. Five o’clock screams early-bird special.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“Life has strangled me for years, but you barge in, change a tire, and I find myself gasping for air for the first time in forever. My heart pounds so hard I feel it in every inch of my body. You make me desperate for it and, because I’m me, I’m afraid it’ll go away.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“I plan on going slow and getting to know your body. I plan on touching you everywhere and making you come on my tongue. Tonight, baby, I plan on memorizing you.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“You need a man to earn your trust, be open with you, and tell you the truth. If he makes it that far, you could use someone to help around your fucking house, because it’s more than a full-time job. Then if he passes that, you need that man to be a man around your kids—be an example for Knox and show Saylor how a man should treat a woman. The list is long, but if you want me to continue, I’ll describe what you really need. It might make you blush and if it doesn’t, I’ll go into even more detail so it will.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“You date someone to figure out what you want. I know what I want and I think you do, too. It’s the gift of life, Keelie. We just need to embrace it.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“I lower my voice. “We’re adults. I don’t need to date to know what I want.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“When I get closer, I see the voice belongs to a large man—a man who’s tall and incredibly handsome. No, not just handsome. He’s off-the-charts amazingly beautiful, in a rugged sort of way.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“And what kind of man doesn’t know how to change a tire?”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“Baby, the word fuck pretty much has a home address on your bottom lip. If you’re not reining it in for the kids’ sake or have that mouth wrapped around my dick, you’re cussing.” I gasp. He did not just say that. “Fuck you.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“Just when I thought my kids were smart, they became teenagers.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“What’s wrong?” I look at her through the dark. She glances down at her fingers that are strumming my chest. “Well, tomorrow’s Sunday.” “You’re the most obsessed person with the days of the week I’ve ever met.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“But Monday’s a school night.” It’s lame, I know, but it’s the first excuse that popped into my mind. His smirk spreads into a grin. “What, are you eighty?”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“She raises her voice. “He must be fucking perfect if he’s hanging out with your donkey. Fuck me.” My sister’s language is worse than mine, especially when she’s throwing her trademark sarcasm around. “No, not fuck me. Fuck you! This is your chance, Keelie. Please, tell me you shaved your legs.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“And you’re telling me that exact man—whom you compared all other men to—is outside right now hanging out with those damned goats?” I drop my mascara and look at myself in the mirror, realizing what Stephie is saying. “And Jasmine.” “Oh yeah. I didn’t mean to leave out the fucking donkey.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“What?” I ask, wondering what he’s smiling at. His smile shrinks back into a smirk. “It’s fun hearing the word shit come out of a pretty little thing like you.” I frown. That’s completely sexist, not to mention, he doesn’t know the half of it. There are days I can’t think straight unless every other word is fuck.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“Pretending everything is licorice and butterflies will do them no good, especially when they need to pull their shit together like their life depends on it.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“You make my heart hurt.” His hand tightens in my hair and his arms flex around me. Putting his lips to my ear, he whispers, “That’s a good thing, baby.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“Never knew I could have it this good,” he breathes against my lips.  “Wasn’t looking for anything.  Found you on the side of the road, standing in a ditch—then you go and knock me on my ass and I fall in love.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts

“What are the fucking odds?  It’s him, Mister I’m So Hot—I Don’t Need Hummus as an Accessory. Or, Mister I’m So Hot—I Can Change a Tire in Two Point Five Seconds Flat. Or, Mister I’m So Hot—My Smile Lines Make Me Hotter.”
― Brynne Asher, Gifts