Teacher Quotes

“Love hit you when you least expected it, no matter how hard you fought it.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“but just because the biggest monsters were conquered, didn’t mean the small ones couldn’t do as much damage.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“I couldn’t wait for our life of him teaching me all the firsts I had to give.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“Take me home, Daniel.” “Okay, but let’s move quickly before your brother kills me.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“I bit at his full lips I’d missed so much and pulled away just long enough to whisper, “I love you too.” As if he hadn’t already been holding me tight, he groaned and gripped me harder. I forgot where we were. It didn’t matter. I had the man I loved in my arms. I had the man that had reminded me I was still alive under me. I had the man who’d asked me to be strong in my life. I had his love. It didn’t matter where we were as long as I had that.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“I love you, Hanna. I’ve never said that to another woman before.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“Daniel,” I breathed, a tear finally breaking free. Unable to hold back any more, I tipped my head and met his lips with mine. They tasted like mint and Daniel. He tasted like home.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“You are all I see. Jesus, you’re all I’ve seen since we met. You steal my attention whenever you walk into a room.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“God, I needed him. No, I didn’t need him. If anyone taught me that, it was him. I wanted him. I wanted his arms and his love and his comfort.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“After we all mopped up our eyes, a few nods, smiles, and even a few hugs were exchanged. I told them to head to the kitchen where I brought a cake because sometimes every day needed to be celebrated.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“I’m slowly crawling my way through life, but I can feel the sun on my face the closer I get to the light at the end of the tunnel. I promise you, it’s there.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“Daniel had been right. I was strong. I had survived even when I hadn’t wanted to, and that’s the hardest survival of them all.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“Tears clouded my vision of Daniel. He’d been my moment—my person that had helped me face the darkest parts and beat them. He’d been the person to remind me that I could have done it all along.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“One small slip and everything came crashing apart. It was like taking the most bottom right piece of the Jenga game first. Of course, it was going to fall.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“Now I’m going to ask you again…Do you love her? Love her enough to chance her kicking you in the balls and telling you to fuck off? Love her enough to let her kick you in the balls even if she does accept your sorry ass so she can feel better?” I didn’t even have to think. “Yeah. I love her. So fucking much.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“I remembered Hanna the first night at Voyeur—not the way I found her crying in the hallway, but the way she laughed on my couch. I remembered the first time she let me touch her and her fascination. I remembered all her math puns and the sense of humor that only popped out when she was comfortable. I remembered the pride stretching her face when she took me to the mats the first time in self-defense. I remembered the way she held my hand and screamed off a mountain with me. I remembered how brave she was when she asked me to make love to her. I remembered her waking up in my bed. I remembered her crying in my arms and still finding the bravery to tell me she loved me. Kent was right…it was obvious. “Yeah, I do. I love her.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“You’re wrong, Hanna. You are strong. The strongest woman I know. You may not have wanted to survive, but you did. Not only are you surviving, you’re thriving. You are so beautiful and strong, taking what life gave you and working with it. I’m so proud of you.” His thumb brushed away the stray tears still slipping free. “Sofia would be proud of you.” In that moment, in his arms, in the safety only he could give me, nothing would stop the words from tumbling out. “I love you.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“He claimed me with his cock, and he held me prisoner with his eyes, and I let him. I gladly opened the door and climbed inside, happy to throw away the key and never leave.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“Her lips spread against mine, and it felt like heaven. Her in my arms, my cock still inside her pussy, filled with my cum. Her soft breasts against my hard chest. Our arms locked tight around each other like we never wanted to let go. Perfection.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“You’re a fucking queen. Taking my cock however you want.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“Nothing without your consent counts. This is your choice. This is the first time you are choosing to give your body to someone, and that is all that matters. Hanna, this is your first time.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“On the boat, Hanna closed her eyes for the short trip and let the wind blow her hair back. Stunning. It was the only word I could use to describe her. Full lips, sharp cheekbones, bravery embedded in every inch of her. She was just stunning.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“For the first time, in front of something so big—so vast, my anger looked small—small enough to handle, small enough to set free. I let nature take it. We both did.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“I thought we were friends.” “The best, and I will choose you every time. Unless I have to choose her. I’ll always choose her.” Somehow, Kent made my niece—the Olivia Witt—blush. “Thankfully, she’d never make me not choose you.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“Hanna, I love pussy. All of it, and I have no doubt yours will be the sweetest pussy I’ve ever had against my tongue.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“Hell yes, Han-Han. Let the man eat your pussy, Sofia’s voice rang in my head.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“The club was called Voyeur because people came to watch, but some loved being watched too. Kent and I allowed exhibitionism as long as it remained tasteful and not obscene.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“You’ve got me addicted.” “Pleasure isn’t a bad thing to be addicted to as long as you’re safe about it.” She bumped her shoulder with mine. “That’s why I have you.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“Oh, wow,” she breathed when I pulled myself free. “You’re good for my ego.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher

“Daniel,” Hanna breathed. “Now. Please.” Until the day I died, I would never in my life forget the sound of Hanna asking me to touch her—no, demanding I touch her.”
― Fiona Cole, Teacher