35 Years Quotes

“What can I say?” Mike shrugs and pops another canapé in his mouth. “I’m a messy eater.”
― Lucy Eden, 35 Years: A Blind Date with a Book Boyfriend Short Story

“Hey, are these new panties?”
― Lucy Eden, 35 Years: A Blind Date with a Book Boyfriend Short Story

“Has anyone ever told you that you look like (Michelle Obama, Oprah, Beyonce)? You know I actually met (Michelle, Oprah, Beyonce) at a (concert, fundraiser, wedding of: insert another celebrity:). She told me the greatest story about (I usually zone out at this point). It gave me an idea for a (charity, screenplay, business) that I think Mike would be very interested in.”
― Lucy Eden, 35 Years: A Blind Date with a Book Boyfriend Short Story

“Jordyn, my family doesn't think that, and if they did, I wouldn't give a fuck." He curls his index finger under my chin and tips my head up to meet his eyes. “And most importantly, I don’t think that. Actually, I was under the impression that you were using me for my body.” He grins at me. A chuckle bubbles past my lips.”
― Lucy Eden, 35 Years: A Blind Date with a Book Boyfriend Short Story

“I’d never felt a love for another person the way I love Mike. I’ve never been loved by someone the way Mike loves me. It’s exhilarating and terrifying.”
― Lucy Eden, 35 Years: A Blind Date with a Book Boyfriend Short Story

“Nice means I’m sober enough to consent to a sexual encounter but tipsy enough that I need fuck the shit out of you in this closet and don’t care that my family is on the other side of this house. Is that okay with you?”
― Lucy Eden, 35 Years: A Blind Date with a Book Boyfriend Short Story

“When we're at my parent's anniversary party tonight, I want you to think about this moment. I want you to think about me driven to insanity by the sight of you in this dress. I want you to remember that I can't keep my hands and lips off of you. I want you to think about how I can't go five fucking seconds without seeing you smile. I want you to feel me.”
― Lucy Eden, 35 Years: A Blind Date with a Book Boyfriend Short Story