Headstrong Quotes

“Damn. Still straight, then?” He smirks. “Last time I checked.” “Need a hand checking again? Because I volunteer as tribute.”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong

“I was talking to my online book club, and they recommended …” She glances around the store as if we’re being watched and then leans in and lowers her voice. “Something called MM romance.”

I purse my lips to stop from smiling. “We, uh, do have those books, but, umm, do you know what MM means?”

When I started working here, I had no clue.

She whispers, “It’s about the gays.”

Do not laugh, Rainn. Do not laugh.

It’s hard because her tone is so serious. “We keep those books over here.”

We move toward the gay romance section, and her little face lights up. “Ooh, what’s better than one shirtless man on a cover but two?”

A chuckle finally escapes.

She reaches for a book, and my cheeks heat. “That one is kind of … advanced.”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong

“Orgasms with Rainn are more than orgasms. They’re a life experience. Fuck, they could become my religion.”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong

“Hockey is—” He gives a firm stroke, and I almost black out. “Is what?” he taunts. “I was going to say life. Hockey is life, but I might have to change that to handjobs.”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong

“Life isn’t always about the end goal. It’s how you get there that’s more important.”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong

“Ever since Whit walked in, I haven’t been able to pay attention to anything else. He’s like a train wreck. I don’t want to see it, but I can’t look away.”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong

“Not in the slightest. I’m straight, but thanks for playing.” Just like that, my little baby gay heart shatters.”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong

“And fuck, even though he doesn’t play hockey anymore, his muscles are … Nngh. I may not have experience with guys, but I definitely know my type. Rainn Richardson is my type.”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong

“And I love him for it.”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong

“We continue walking around the festival while I hold my breath for something to go wrong. As if waiting for the universe to smite me for even thinking I could possibly have a relationship with someone and have a sort of plan in place for a future.”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong

“You’re a little too young to be at the ‘Get off my lawn’ stage of grumpiness.”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” It’s really hard to smile with a cock in my mouth.”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong

“Mrs. Embry flips through the book, pausing to read a few paragraphs. “What’s a boy button?”

Loud laughter comes from behind me, but when I turn to glare at my boss, it’s hard not to laugh with him. He’s trying to contain it, which only makes his face look strained, and his cheeks turn pink.

He waves his hand and abandons his spot where he’s putting the new stock out on shelves, no doubt retreating to the back room to compose himself.

“Uh …” I have no idea what to tell Mrs. Embry.

“Whatever it is, this man sure likes it being pegged. I’m sold.”
She hands me the book to ring it up at the cash register, and it takes a second for me to process what just happened.

“Are you sure you want this one?”

“This is good.”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong

“Rainn turning up at my game last night was surprising, and even though it was a total boyfriend move, I can’t let myself think that way. We haven’t had an official date or anything, and we’ve hooked up twice. Although, technically, I have come four times in the last eighteen hours or so, so is that one hookup or four?

Sex math is hard.”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong

“Whit enters and takes off his coat. “It’s March. The trees are still bare.”

“I swear I walked past a tree that sprayed its sex pollen all over me. It only takes one tree, Whit. I’ve been sneezing ever since.”

“Sex pollen …” Whit blinks at me.

“That’s what it is!”

“I will never look at trees the same way again. Does that make bees, like, nature’s pimps?”
― Eden Finley, Headstrong