A Little Christmas Quotes

“Daddy.” He didn’t say more, there was no mistaking the invite. “Are you sure?” I asked as I approached him. His chin trembled as he nodded. “I need my Daddy. I need you to make the hurt go away, please Daddy.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“The boy was so beautiful when he let go. In those moments I’d known I wasn’t walking away, no matter whether Terrance’s father accepted our relationship or not. Terrence, unless he said differently, was mine to care for… to love.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“Only there was nothing simple about how he was claiming me as his. The claim was inexplicable on every level. What I knew deep down was I’d never be the same again because he’d ensured I’d never need or want another. In my whole life, I’d never been treasured… until now.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“The bath and shower are small,” I muttered with disgust. His brows knitted together, then a grin appeared. “You mean too small for both of us?” I nodded. “You could always sit on Daddy in the bath.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“Yes. What kind of Daddy are you interested in?” I held my breath at the frown that appeared. “You. I want you.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“The warmth of his hold, the masculine scent, and the sigh he released that was full of what sounded like happiness, made it easier to sink into him. To let him take my weight and know instinctively it wasn’t all physical but mental too.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“You aren’t interested in his money and before you say Liam might believe otherwise, he wouldn’t.” “You can’t say that for sure.” “I can. He trusts us both.” “But will he trust me with his son’s heart?”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“Terrence, when he turns twenty-five at Christmas, is going to be stinking rich and responsible for many billions of dollars. Liam has made it so that all rights transfer to his son on his birthday.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“What friend sends me into the fucking lion’s den with a hungry boy?” His loud laughter came from deep in his belly. “A hungry boy, isn’t that what we all dream of?”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“You’re a cheeky boy using those begging eyes on me.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“Tear-swollen eyes eventually glanced up at me as he eased back in my hold. There was what looked like embarrassment in the depth of his puffy eyes. “Feel better?” “I cried on you,” he answered in a thick, teary voice.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“Touch, something that had been sadly lacking in my life since I’d come home after college, was overwhelming for such a simple gesture. Skin touching skin in the most innocent of ways, only it wasn’t when it came with something akin to… possessiveness.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“I’d admit I liked others to take control, I was happy for it. The world offered nothing but hurdle jumps, ones I’d never learnt to find a coordinated way to get over without bumping my knees on them and bruising myself.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“looked at the file photo of Terrence, doing my best to pretend I wasn’t feeling the shots of electricity through my system. I was going to regret it, I knew it. The boy was kryptonite and was already sucking away the strength of my conviction.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“One of these days, I’ll say no and you’ll end up to your neck in shit.” “No you won’t ‘cause you want to protect that boy,” his brows wagged, “and you love me like a brother.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“I shifted in my seat, my mind wandering to the last little gift I’d left him weeks before. I’d given in to temptation to watch him open it. He’d remained standing in the window so I caught the glee on his face.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“My lips pinched together as I struggled to hold in the cry of anguish at the harsh cruelty for something he didn’t understand. Something there was no way I was going to explain to this smallminded person.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence

“I slowly opened the lid and cooed at the fifth little squishie to add to my collection. The color of the rainbow, it was little and round with a tuft of fur on its head that turned out to be super tactile. My grin widened as I rubbed my thumb over the head repeatedly. “Aren’t you a cutie,” I cooed.”
― J.P. Sayle, A Little Christmas: Terrence