Club 22 Quotes

“He was the lighthouse in the storm. He was my safe place. My saving grace.”
― Tate James, Club 22

“Zed hissed a breath through his teeth, shaking his head with a silent laugh, and it took me a second to realize he'd just gotten an eyeful of Lucas's secret weapon. "I'm not even fucking surprised," he growled, shooting Lucas an accusing glare. "Of course the fucking teenage stripper has been smuggling a goddamn anaconda in his sequin G-string.”
― Tate James, Club 22

“She'd dived headfirst into the gauntlet of fire and come out harder than titanium.”
― Tate James, Club 22

“Ugh. I hated that word. Lovers. Made me feel like a damsel with a French-speaking, long-haired pirate sweeping me off my feet.”
― Tate James, Club 22

“We broke up because Max accused me of being in love with you, and I couldn't deny it. Because it's true.”
― Tate James, Club 22

“You hungry, Grumpy Cat? I've probably got some canned food in here somewhere.”
― Tate James, Club 22

“Fucking hell, she was gorgeous. Her tight jeans hugged her legs in a way that made me envious of the goddamn denim. I was jealous of fabric. Christ, I needed an intervention. A couple of steps carried her around the desk, and I needed to swallow heavily at the picture she painted in those sexy-as-fuck heels and the huge gun strapped under her arm right beside her breast.”
― Tate James, Club 22

“I won't push you, Dare. But I love you so fucking much it physically hurts some days. All I want to do is erase all the hurt, wipe away the nightmares. But I don't have any fucking clue how to do that when it's me reminding you of those dark things.”
― Tate James, Club 22

“Payback's a bitch, huh?" Then he groaned. "Ow, not cool, Zeddy Bear. Don't solve problems with violence.”
― Tate James, Club 22

“Oh, whoops," Lucas said in the most sarcastic voice I'd heard in my life. "Was I interrupting something? My bad. Nothing worse than being cockblocked, huh, Zeddy Bear?”
― Tate James, Club 22

“After a few minutes of dead silence between Zed and I, he reached under the table and dragged my seat closer to him. "What?" I asked, giving him a frown. His raised brow in return said he wasn't buying my shit. "You know what." "Fuck you." I stabbed a carrot with my fork and took a bite. Zed continued staring at me with a slight smirk. "Please do." I choked on my carrot—just a little—but enough that my cheeks flamed and I earned curious looks from across the table.”
― Tate James, Club 22

“my name like a prayer on his husky voice.”
― Tate James, Club 22

“He needed my medical help, not his dick sucked.”
― Tate James, Club 22

“I had to commend his control for remaining balls deep inside me while talking me through the start of a fucking panic attack.”
― Tate James, Club 22

“My pussy was throbbing and desperate, not giving a fuck that we'd been working through some major psychological damage.”
― Tate James, Club 22

“Was this what happened to dudes after they shared a girl in bed, like some kind of magical bro bond?”
― Tate James, Club 22

“I despised mushrooms like they were made of pure shit, but Cass ate those big, flat bastards like they were made of Wagyu steak.”
― Tate James, Club 22