Charlie Cochet Quotes

I am fucking charming!" Dex shouted, his entire face going beet red. "I am the most charming motherfucker you will ever know, so kiss my perfectly perky ass!"

After some consideration, Sloane cocked his head to one side and shrugged. "I've seen better."

"Oh, now you're insulting my ass?

No, you know what? If there's no sexy times for me and Sloane, then none of you are getting any either." Dex jumped on the couch and addressed the room, pointing to everyone one by one, starting with Ethan. "No sexy times for you." Then Calvin. "None for you." He pointed to Ash. "None for you." He pointed at Cael. "Definitely none for you." He ignored Cael rolling his eyes and moved to Sloane. "Sorry, babe, none for you either. We're all chaste until moving is over."
Ash let out a laugh. "You and Sloane, chaste? That's the funniest shit I've heard all year!

Sloane handed the driver some money, told him to keep the change, and ran up the front steps where Dex stood at the top, opening the door. Sloane hauled him inside, slammed the door behind them, and pounced. He kissed Dex ravenously while divesting him of his clothes. Buttons popped, clothes were torn, but Sloane couldn't care less. All he could think about was being inside Dex, of claiming his mate. His. "You're

Well did you?" "No," Sloane replied through his teeth. "I did not fuck my partner." "But you wanted to." It was more a statement and less a question, which Sloane didn't appreciate. Mostly because Ash was right, and they both knew it. Sloane

I'll always be here, because with everyday that passes, I find new ways to love you.

Your pupils are dilated. Does that mean you want to fuck me or eat me? Because I might have a problem with one of those.
-Dex to Sloane

I apologize. Hi, I'm Agent Sloane Brodie, your Team Leader. I enjoy reading, cozy nights in, and the soothing sounds of classic rock. I also like to browse the Internet for funny cat videos, but deep down, I think I'm more of a dog person.

If you had to choose between coffee and - "
"Coffee."
"You didn't know what I was going to say," Sloane laughed.
Dex shook his head. "Doesn't matter. Coffee."
"Me or coffee."
"Coffee."
"Wow. Okay, sex or coffee."
"Coffee."
"Your brother or - "
"Coffee. I would totally trade my brother for a good cup of coffee." He took a sip with a contented sigh. His gaze shifted to Sloane. "Okay, maybe I wouldn't trade him in for coffee. Although…." He pursed his lips thoughtfully then shook his head. "No, you're right, that would be wrong.

I'll let you in on a secret. I don't drink coffee."

I genuinely gasped in horror. "The devil you say. Java is the nectar of the gods. I don't know if I can be with a man who doesn't drink coffee." I knew there was something sinister about him. I had no idea it would be that bad.

Danny worried his bottom lip. "I'm conflicted." "I have a gun," Quinn said, arching an eyebrow at him. Danny put a finger up. "I'm no longer conflicted.

Sometimes the amount of stupid in this world confounds me. I swear some of these citizens are evolving backwards.

As Calvin helped him to the stairs, Dex braced himself. "So on a scale of one to diva, how pissed off is Sloane at me right now?"
Calvin winced. "I'd say…. Mariah Carey pissed.

At home in my drawer I have this huge d - "
Ash clamped a hand over Cael's mouth, his face crimson. "Dictionary. A huge dictionary. Cael's teaching me new words, such as… delitescent. Adjective. This entire conversation should have remained delitescent."
"I'm a little scared right now," Dex whispered hoarsely, turning to Sloane. "Hold me.

The two went at it like nobody was watching. Except someone was watching. Dex was watching. Should he remind them he was still here? Should he have brought some popcorn? Should he turn away?

I'm not being a drama queen here. I am about to shit a brick.

Too easy. Fuck Sloane, marry Dex, kill Ash," Letty said. Sloane's

Even if there was the slightest probability Cael was right, Ash was so deep in the closet, he was taking Aslan's place in Narnia.

Cael, come on. Stop licking the dude. That's gross."

Letty let out a snort. "Please, like you don't lick dudes."

"That's different," Dex explained with a grimace. "None of those dudes were Ash. Besides, last time I checked, Ash was allergic to nuts.

This situation was a heart attack waiting to happen. He just knew it. The stress of the job, now this. Yep, he was going to keel over. He could see the writing on his tombstone now: Sloane Brodie departed this world at age 37 due to massive coronary trauma as a result of idiot partner Dexter J. Daley.
--Sloane

Hey, I'm cute, too," Dex protested as they followed Ash and Cael to the bullpen. "Why don't I get a free drink?"
Ash flipped him off, calling out over his shoulder,"You're not cute, Daley."
"Screw you. I'm fucking adorable!"
Sloane leaned into Dex, whispering. "I think you're cute."
Dex smiled at him and batted his lashes. "Do I get a free drink?"
"No."
"Damn." Dex craned his neck and waved his arms. "Hey, Rosa! I have to ask you something." He ran off and Sloane chuckled, hearing Dex calling out after her. "Where are you going? I want to ask you if you think I'm cute. You do, right? Rosa?

You had someone else's scent on you," Sloane hissed in Dex's ear, his hand coming to wrap around Dex's neck. "Someone I know." "Hudson,

He'd never admit it, but he counted Dex among his family. Sort of like the annoying brother-in-law. You're happy he's making your bro happy, but damn, sometimes you just wanted to punch him in his stupid smiley face. Who the hell smiled that much, anyway? A crazy person, that's who.

Sloane gave him a questioning look as Dex returned his phone to his pocket before walking over to the window and knocking on it. "What are you doing?" Sloane asked. "I'm wondering if this is bulletproof." "Why?" "Because I want to know if I can shoot my way through it before trying to jump out." He turned to the couch and pointed to it. "Do you think if I dramatically throw myself onto this like one of those old Hollywood starlets it'll have the same effect? I feel like I need to have some kind of bitch fit right now.

I appreciate it. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some more moping to do. Tell Taylor I know he's the one who ate my maple donut, and if he does it again, I'm going to shank him with a spork.

There were a series of thumps from somewhere to the right, and then Sloane came through one of the doorways, Glock drawn. Dex sat up, his eyes wide at the sight of Sloane in nothing but snug black boxer briefs and a loose gray V-neck shirt, his hair sticking up in every direction looking like he was ready to kick some ass despite being in his undies. Fuck. That was hot. Sloane quickly scanned the room until he found Dex on the floor. "What

I need you to be okay, Sloane. Please. I don't know if you can hear me. You probably can't, but I'll say it anyway. I love you. I love you, and you can't leave me.

You probably know why I'm here. If you could hear me, talk to me, you'd probably ask me what the hell took me so long. Then you'd tell me what's been in my heart for months now. I know you'd want me to be happy, and I am. When you left, I thought you'd taken everything I had with you. Dex helped me see how wrong I was. You left everything there for me to give to someone else crazy enough to love me. I'll never forget you, Gabe." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a long chain, the small dog tags clinking together. Sloane didn't bother to hide the tears in his eyes. He smiled and let out a shaky breath before placing the dog tags on the tombstone. He put his fingers to his lips for a kiss before moving them to the black marble. "Good bye, sweetheart. Thank you for everything." Sloane

Eli's a good kid, Jasper. Too good for the likes of me. He deserves better."
Jasper shot him a penetrating look. "What he deserves is a nice dame, but seeing as how that ain't in the cards, you're the next best thing." "Wow." Jessie stared in disbelief. "No one's ever insulted me with a compliment before. That's some talent you got there, Jasper.

As of this afternoon, you are a Defense Agent for the THIRDS." The man grew quiet and Dex couldn't help but wait for him to throw his arms out and shout "Ta-da!" with a show of jazz hands.

Seriously? Do you ever not think about food?"
"Of course I do," Dex replied with a smirk. "When I'm thinking about sex. Though sometimes I like to think of both at the same time." He wriggled his eyebrows, but his partner remained unimpressed.
"Am I going to have to give you a time-out?

Stay." Dex felt a lump in his throat. "I'm not going anywhere," he promised. Sloane hummed before nodding again. "Good. Need you." His features softened as he drifted off, but not before he said one more word. "Always.

Ash went over to the closet, and Sloane maintained his stoic expression. There was no way Dex would be hiding in the closet. It was too obvious. Ash opened the door, looking unimpressed. "There's a fuckwit naked in your closet."
Dex looked up at Ash with wide eyes. "This isn't what it looks like. I dropped some change, it rolled under the closet door, and when I went to pick it up, my clothes fell off. True story.

Sloan & Dex...

"You skipped puberty didn't you?"

Dex let out a wistful sigh. "It wasn't for me."

Sloane laughed as he carried Dex out of the room. "You're hopeless."

"I'm also nonrefundable."

"Surely there's a return policy."

"Forget it. You're way past the thirty-day refund period. You're stuck with me now. And before you ask, I'm also nontransferable and nonexchangeable. If you donate me to charity there's no tax write-off because technically that would be considered Human trafficking."

"Wow. You've got your bases covered."

"You bet. Should have paid more attention to the Dexter J. Daley boyfriend agreement."

Sloane dropped him onto the counter and stepped between his legs to pull him close. "I don't recall this boyfriend agreement."

"You might have been sleeping at the time, but sleep during the reading of the DJDBA is covered in the fine print. As long as you have a pulse, you're considered present and accounted for."

"Duly noted.

I'd like Sloane to wear one of those sexy male nurses' uniforms, the white latex ones with the assless chaps.

Question one: are you all screwing each other? Question two: how can I get in on the action?

With a groan, he let his head fall into his hands. His life was officially a bad eighties movie. Without the parachute pants.

Threat Level Fuchsia. Fuchsia!

I couldn't let them know the truth about you." "And what's that?" Cael asked softly. "That you mean more to me than anything. I couldn't let them use you against me." Cael sucked in a sharp breath. "What you said - " "Was all bullshit to keep you away." Cael nodded. "Good to know. But that's not what I was referring to. I meant I can't believe you took a bullet for me." Ash's next words took Dex aback. "I'd die for you." "I

Sometimes you find that one person, and you just know. And even if you don't love them right away, you know you will. It's just a matter of time. Because no one you've ever known has come close to making you feel the way they do. It keeps you up at night and drives you fucking crazy, but you pray to God the feeling never goes away no matter how much it's killing you." Sloane stared at him. "Wow." "Shut up," Ash mumbled, looking embarrassed. Like he hadn't realized what he'd said until then. "I've never heard you talk like this." He thought he knew everything there was to know about his best friend. Apparently he was wrong. Ash shrugged. "Yeah, well, almost dying makes you think." "About Cael?" Sloane asked quietly. Ash let out a weary sigh, his gaze falling to his hands. "Like I don't think about him every other day." "What are you going to do about him?" "I don't know. I really thought he'd give me some time, but he's going out for drinks with Seb this Friday." "And?

He took Calvin's hand, and like every other time in their lives, Calvin followed Ethan blindly and willingly.

You two still here?" Ash waved a hand in dismissal at Calvin. "Why don't you and your toy tiger go play pirates or something? Leave the drinking to the big boys. And Dex.

What's it like having a blond partner? Do you have to remind him which end of the gun the bullets come out of?

For the first time in his life, he was a hot mess over a guy. Then again, Sloane Brodie wasn't just any guy. He was rolling thunder and a sweet summer breeze. Passionate, complex, and intense. Mysterious and brooding. He made Dex laugh, beg, and want to scream. With one look he could crush Dex's heart, with one whisper have him on his knees.

You're so hot. I'm hungry." Sloane. Food. Sloane. Food. How was he supposed to decide? Unless... "Can I have both?"
"I think you left the other half of that question in your head.

You're so cute."
Dex let out a laugh. "And you're such a dork."
"Says the guy who owns Star Wars Lightsaber chopsticks."
"Sushi tastes better when you use the Force."
"You're only strenghtening my case.

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Try using your inside voice. Less awkward.

Ash opened the door, stopping the males before they could go in, "Learn some manners."
Letty gave them a salute before walking in, rifle in hand.
"That's rather chauvinistic," one of the males huffed.
Ash let out an amused laugh. "I didn't let her in first because she's female, you jackass. I let her in first because she likes to shoot things, and I'm very considerate that way.

Dex lowered his voice, growling as his fingers moved the puppet's little paws. "Hi, I'm Ash. My hobbies include shooting things, shooting things, and uh, shooting things. Oh and I like fish.

For tonight, let's leave the crazy outside. Just you and me in here."

Sloane liked the sound of that. "Just you and me.

Unless you take it with me as my husband." Dex's hand stopped in midair. Very slowly, he lowered it to the table. "I'm sorry. For a moment there, I thought you said husband." Sloane's

I think you need to undress me, get me in the shower, and show me how much you appreciate my making you breakfast.

The force is strong with this one." Sloane laughed. "All right there, Yoda." "Please," Dex scoffed. "We both know I'd be Han. You can be Luke." "Okay, Han." "Ash would be Vader. Ew, Ash would be your dad.

On instinct, Sloane smacked his hand away, and Dex let out a painful yelp. "Shit, I'm so sorry!" Sloane crouched down beside him. He attempted to take hold of Dex's arm, but his partner shrank away from him, his arm cradled against his chest. Dex's whole face had gone red and Sloane cringed. "What the fuck, man? You're a horrible nurse!

I know I lose my way sometimes, but if you're here, I'll always find my way back.

Being different doesn't make you broken. Look at me, I'm the smallest elf in all of the AAD. My father was a toy soldier, yet I have no discernible skills whatsoever. I might feel a little lost at times, but I'm not broken

Where the hell were you two?"

Sloane and Dex produced a candy bar from their front breast pockets in unison, answering simultaneously, "Lunchroom."

Ash looked genuinely horrified. "You two are spending way too much time together. Seriously, that was creepy as fuck." He snatched their candy bars.

"For the psychological trauma you've just inflicted.

Sloane shook his head. He pushed Dex from behind, guiding him into the lobby,"Get in the damn truck before I shoot you."
"You know, you should try yoga. Find a way to channel all that aggression."
Sloane gave Dex another push. "I have found a way. It's called shoving my foot up your ass."
"That doesn't sound very relaxing.

He could do with some lunch. Especially since that bastard Sloane gave his Cheesy Doodles away. What kind of guy does that? A bastard, that's who. Did he not respect the male code of honor - thou shalt not steal another dude's snacks?
--Dex

Now how do I access Google?"
Was he serious? "Why do you need Google?"
"When don't you need Google?"
He was serious. "How about when you have a powerful, multimillion dollar government interface linked to numerous intelligence agencies across the globe right in front of you."
Dex squinted at him, his lips pursed thoughtfully. "So… is that a no on Google?"
"Are you on medication?

Fraternizing with your teammates is not permitted." Dex gave him a sly grin. "Who said I wanted to fraternize? I was thinking more along the lines of having hot, sweaty man sex." Tony rolled his eyes. "Same thing." "No.

He smiled up at Sloane when he stopped beside Dex. Sloane didn't say a word. He just smiled warmly at Dex, little creases forming at the corners of his amber eyes. How was it possible to love one man this much? Dex laced their fingers together before turning back to his mom's grave, his heart filled with pride and adoration. "I found him, Mom. I found him.

There was a sudden loud commotion outside, and Calvin's eyes widened. "Oh hell. It's them."
"Who?" Sounded like a damn war had broken out. Dex was sure he heard a chair clattering somewhere. He edged away from the door.
"Rafe and Seb...Hobbs's big brothers."
Dex arched an eyebrow at him. "Like, big as in older, right?"
"Big as in older and big."
"How much bigger can they get? Hobbs is already the size of the fuckin' Chrysler building.

He turned, arching an eyebrow at Dex. "ABBA?"
"What kind of gay man are you?" Dex thrust a finger toward the door. "Out of my house. Your kind isn't welcome here.

YOU'RE GOING to get us fucking killed!" Dex

~~~

Wherever his team went, Dex seemed to pick up a fan following. Something about the guy fascinated Humans and Therians alike. Sloane was still trying to work out what it was. Especially since the guy was...well, kinda weird. Then again, crazy had a way of attracting crazy.