Strong Quotes

“I figured I spent years running around after rock stars, catering to their every whim. How different could it be? So he’s shorter and doesn’t know how to express himself particularly well. All Mal ever did was babble incoherently at me. Some days I basically had to wipe the drool off that maniac’s chin. After him, Gibson should be a dream, right?”
― Kylie Scott, Strong

“Without missing a beat, Mal flipped back his long blond hair. “You’re all incredibly
freaking clueless. Sam’s around us like twenty-four seven and you don’t even notice when shit’s going down with him. Because I’m telling you, every time he looks at Marty since about forever, shit is definitely going down with that dude.”
“Really?” I asked, despite myself.
“Oh yeah. He gets all tense like his panties are in a wad or something. It’s actually quite entertaining.”
― Kylie Scott, Strong

“You need to learn to be more of a sharer like me, Marty,” volunteered Mal. “For instance, you could tell us your plans regarding Sam. To jump his bones or not to jump him, that is the question. Whether ’tis nobler to take the bodyguard to pound town rather than to leave him pining for your hot self indefinitely.”
― Kylie Scott, Strong

“That was weird.”
David grunted.
“Of course,” said Mal. “It’s always weird when unresolved sexual tension boils over like that. Still, gives me something to report back to Anne tonight. We’ll have a good gossip about y’all then give making a baby another turn or two. Maybe even three if my wife is lucky. And that girl was born lucky.”
Jimmy’s lips flattened. “I think it’s great that you’re planning on starting a family. But I can honestly live without the daily updates regarding your sex life, man.”
“But you don’t have to, Jimbo. That’s the beauty of it, I’m more than happy to share.”
― Kylie Scott, Strong

“Holy hell,” said Mal, breaking off from the song with a clatter of percussion, and pointing
at us with a drum stick. “Did you guys see that? It’s like he’s the Martha Whisperer. Could have
sworn she was going to go off and he just totally talked her down. Not even you used to be able
to do that, Davie.”
“Malcolm,” said Sam sternly.
“Sorry, sorry. I’m totally minding my own business.”
“That’ll be the day,” said Ben. “Can we get back to work now?”
― Kylie Scott, Strong

“I’m
using you for sex and that’s all that’s happening between us right now.”
His brows rose. “You’re using me for sex?”
“Yes.”
“Huh.”
“Is that all you have to say?” I asked.
“Well…always happy to be of service. Whenever you’re ready.”
Nails digging into the back of his neck just a little, I cocked my head. “Is that a dare I’m
hearing, Sam?”
“Martha, my love.” His smile, it was pure predator. “You bet it is.”
― Kylie Scott, Strong

“Why do I always feel like a child throwing a tantrum around you?”
“I definitely don’t think of you as a child.”
“Yes, I’m aware of that. Your huge hard-on is sticking into my hip.”
“Like I said, I’ve been waiting a long time. Just ignore it. God knows, I’m trying to,” he
said. “As for the other, you do enjoy a good tantrum from time to time. But I rather enjoy your sharp edges. Keeps me on my toes.”
― Kylie Scott, Strong

“You never did like being out of control of a situation.”
“Stop acting as if you know what’s going on in my head all the time. You don’t!”
He chuckled, the sound and the vibration of his strong chest against my side much too pleasant. “Considering I’ve been waiting for you for almost a decade, I think I’ve got a pretty good understanding of what goes in that gorgeous head of yours.”
― Kylie Scott, Strong

“The big man tipped his chin, then his hands slowly curled into fists. “Martha, since you don’t seem to have noticed, let me point out something important to you. Even when you’ve done something so breathtakingly stupid that I couldn’t figure out what the fuck you could possibly have been thinking, I have still always been on your side.”
― Kylie Scott, Strong

“My job is to make sure that everyone’s safe,” he said. “That they’re okay.
And that includes you. You’re part of the family too.”
“Well, thanks but no thanks for your professional concern. I’m fine.”
He just looked at me.
“Don’t you ever switch off from your job?” I asked.
“I’ll switch off when the world’s a safe place and nobody needs me around anymore. But we both know the world’s not a safe place.”
“That’s very Superman of you, Sam. Anyway, I’m not sure I’ll be around that long.”
“Guess we’ll see.”
― Kylie Scott, Strong

“You never used to be nervous around me,” he said quietly.
“Nervous around you? Seriously?” I scoffed. “Maybe if you weren’t crowding me...”
The man didn’t move an inch. Jerk. “We didn’t get much of a chance to talk last night. What bought you back to the West Coast?”
“I wanted to see my family.”
“That all?”
“Is that honestly so bizarre?”
“Combined with volunteering to look after Gib, it is a bit, yes.”
I bit back the word asshole. Just.”
― Kylie Scott, Strong