Georgia Cates Quotes

It's because there are three guys in a girl's life: one she loves, one she hates, and one she can't get enough of. The three have one thing in common. They're all the same guy, and right now, Jack is the one you hate. You want to kick his nut sack into his gut, but you have to remember that he's also the one you love and can't get enough of.

Would you mind getting a picture of us?
"Anything for one of Miss McLachlan's fans."
He looks like the cat that swallowed the canary.
"I take some mighty fine pictures of Miss McLachlan, if I do say so myself.

Which way? Lady's choice."
She glances in both directions and shrugs as she points to her right. "Always go right and you'll never go wrong.

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That's who he was - not who he is now - and it sounds like you need to decide if you can deal with what he used to do.

I don't want my offer to be tempting. I want it to be irresistible, so tell me what it will take for you to say yes." She studies me and grins. "I need time, and I need to know you better.

Let me get straight on this. You don't want to be the girl to wear out your welcome, but you'll be the girl who lets him wear out your vagina?"
She slaps my arm in the dark. "That's just crude, Laurie." She giggles. "But oh so true. He did wear it out like a champ.

I'll never forget the love I have for Jack Henry. Never.

I love you pretty girl."
"And I love you cave, man.

I think the odds of her killing me with sex are good, but what a way to go. At least I'll die happy.

When the three months is over, so are we. I'll move on and you will too. Because you won't know my name or any identifying information about me, you'll have no way to contact me. Ever.

It's you, Jack Henry. It will always be you in every song I sing.

I don't regret you for a second. You're my favorite complication and you always will be.

This is where I want to be forever - in Jack Henry's arms

I can not believe you, Jack Henry!" Mum picks up her purse to smack me several good times. Hard. She's the only mother I know who would use her handbag to beat her thirty-year-old son.

I can't stand it. I said I wouldn't do this, but I can't help myself. Please, come home with me. I know you can't have the career you want in Australia, but you know I can take care of you. You'll have anything your heart desires and you'll never have to work.

It took 139 years to find her and only a few precious days to lose her, so if leaving was the right thing to do, shouldn't it be easier than this?

Every song I write from here on out will be about Jack Henry. That's how our tale will go on and on forever - through my music. He will always be every song I sing

Good thing everyone's gone for the next several days if she screams that loud every time she comes.

When we're not together, I want to be. When we're not touching, I hold out hope for just the slightest, accidental graze. You're all I think about and it's because my whole world is falling for you. Hard.

Our precious time together feels like a candle with wicks burning at both ends. Once the flame meets in the middle, we're over.

I don't want to ever spend another day without Laurelyn. When I find her, I'm going to ask her to be my wife.

Dammit, Laurelyn. You make me the man I am today-the one who loves his wife and wants to be a father. When are you gonna see that you've undone all the damage she caused. You make me...unbroken.

Liar, liar. My pants are so on fire. And so is the rest of me.

Hey, there's a song about me called 'Jessie's Girl.' I still hear it on the radio occasionally."

"Yeah, everybody wishes they had Jessie's girl," he laughed.

What do you need, babe?" "You." "Okay. I can sit with you while you finish your shower." I shut the lid on the toilet. "No. I need you in here with me - in the shower.

I know in that moment that I'll never be able to tell him no to anything. I want to be the woman to make his fantasies real.

Are you missing your filter, or is it an Aussie thing to blurt out every inappropriate thought you have?

I knew you weren't like the others from the moment I laid eyes on you. I chose to treat you as such.

I hold her hair in one hand and massage the back of her neck with my other while she performs what can only be described as an oral pole dance on my cock.

And how old are you, Miss Beckett?"
"Seventeen."
"What!" There is no way she's seventeen. I inspect her face, studying it intently, but don't know what it is I hope to find. Laugh lines maybe?
She watches my face. "Is my age a problem for you?"
"Hell, yeah, seventeen is a problem." I throw my napkin on the table. All of this has been a waste. "Forget it all. This whole thing is off."
"I don't act seventeen. I'm very mature for my age."
"No way. You're not even old enough to be drinking that wine." I lean in and whisper so no one will overhear. "I'm almost twice your age."
"I don't mind. I have daddy issues." She breaks into a huge grin and I hear a girlish giggle. That's when I realize she's fucking with me and has the ability to lie with a straight face. I'll have to remember that for future reference.
I'm not amused. "I see I have a comedienne on my hands.

You might as well be the devil."
"Baby, you're the one holding the apple.

I hope he got plenty of rest last night because his legs are gonna be real tired after he runs through your mind all day.

A gentleman would have pretended he didn't see those."
"I think we've established that I'm only a gentleman in public – not in the bedroom. But I must tell you that it makes me feel pretty damn spectacular to know that you needed two of those battery-operated boys to replace what I did for you.

You know we have reversed roles, right? The guy is the one who usually doesn't want to spoon and the chick wants to be all hugged up on him.

Embarrassment wasn't what I had in mind. Put it this way: I'm not really interested in any of them wanking off to the sounds of us fucking in the next room.

You, caveman, are the best surprise I've had in…my entire life.

I'm happier than a camel on Wednesday.

Hey self, Stop having a lady boner moment!

Yeah, I've always been different. I tried being normal once. It was the worst five minutes of my life.

I'm inside her twice before we leave the vineyard, once in the bed and again in the shower. As I drive her to the apartment, I chastise myself for not being more adventurous and having her throughout the house since all of the staff was gone. It would've been the perfect time. It will be difficult to pull that off once they are back.

She's my life. My love. My heart. My everything. Always.

He's such a creep. He gave me that up-and-down look with those weird grunting and moaning sounds he makes. I feel like I need a morning-after pill and strong antibiotics.

You might score some touchdowns on the football field, but you can forget about getting into Claire's end zone". -Payton from Going Under

I have to start living for me at some point and to hell with what's best for everyone else. They can figure that out on their own. I'm the only person in control of my destiny.

I don't know how I'm lucky enough to call you mine, Mrs. McLachlan.

You might have announced in front of the entire football team and cheerleading squad that I
fictitiously liked what your hands did to me, but I just made you come with one finger, so tell me now who has the skills.

I want truly, madly, deeply.

Today I lay at your feet the man I've been so I may become the man you need me to be.

I want to fuck on the bonnet, but it might be a little warm for that bum of yours." He pops his button and unzips. "So I'm gonna fuck you on the boot and save the bonnet for another time.

I love you so much and I swear I'd love our baby too.

There's been no other man since you - not inside my head, my heart, or my body.

Laurelyn, I never expected to love you but I do ... with every fiber of my being.

This man will be hazardous for my heart if I allow it. He'll use me up if I let him. I know this without a doubt and remind myself of a lesson well learned not so long ago. Never confuse sex for love.

She's gonna know the rooster's in the hen house when she doesn't find me there, so we'd better hurry.

I'm sorry for all the secrecy, for making you feel like you weren't important enough to know the real me. But I'm most sorry because I have fucked you – I don't know how many times – and never made love to you.

You kissed my heart awake.

I feel myself...going under. I'm drowning in you because I am so hopelessly in love with you. You're the only one I want.

I've spent the last three months learning how me without you feels, and I've hated every minute. I never want to do it again.

Everything I've been, I am, or will ever be, I surrender it all to you.

You're the only angel in my life, Laurelyn.

I liked you a lot better when you were messing up her lip gloss instead of her mascara
Claire

Many great ideas have happened by mistake.

This is it-the life I saw when I dreamed of our future. It was always you, me, and her, but this is just the beginning. There's so much more to come. More life together. More happiness. More babies.

Baby, I've waited thirty years for you. I can wait a little longer.

Oh, fuck me running! Or on the edge of your bed using your mouth.

I want to tell her how her heart belongs to someone she's yet to meet and she'll be loved and adored by one bloody lucky man someday. She'll have his babies just like she told me she wanted to do and he'll love her in a way like she's never known. But I can't tell her these things. And I don't know why.

Don't leave. I want you to be with me."
"You'll have your family."
I swallow before I say the words that will change this relationship forever. "You're the one I need."
"But that would mean meeting your family."
It does, and I'm okay with that if it means she's by my side. "I don't care. I need you to be with me."
She smiles and cradles my face with her hands. "Of course. I'll come if it's what you want, but this is going to change everything."
"I know, but it's what I want.

Anyone who makes my fantasies come true the way you do can't be real." I take his hands and place them on my breasts. "Everything about me is real.

The iPhone isn't a gift. It's a booty-call device - his means of communicating with me about hooking up while he holds all the control. This is one way he remains untraceable.

Oh ... ah ... fuuuuck! I scream as he puts the Dyson vacuum suction on my quim.

There's a pounding at the bedroom door, followed by my mum's voice. "I know your in there, you little shit, and I'm giving you two minutes to shut it down, get dressed, and get out of there."
We look at each other in the mirror and laugh as we simultaneously say. "Busted.

I hope you know CPR because you are going to take Jessie's breath away.

It was a mistake to not tell you how I felt. It's haunted me since the day I came home and found you gone. You'll never know how sorry I am for letting you slip through my fingers. But it won't happen again because I'm never letting you go. Ever

Ou don't always know the true worth of a women's love until it becomes a memory.

I'll always take care of you, baby.

I can't wait to have a naughty with you. You know it's only a matter of time, and when I do, I'm going to make you come so hard.

I might not get what I want out of her by asking, but I have other methods of making this little bird sing.

I interrupted whatever you were doing?"
"Indeed you did."
"Son, if you stopped to answer the phone, then you weren't doing whatever well enough and you need to get back to her and do it better. Don't answer the phone next time."
Damn. I just got zinged by my mum.

No and Yes. No, it doesn't change what I think about you, and yes, it validated you're still an asshole.

She finishes the chorus and shuts her eyes again. Her long legs bounce against the rail of the stool to keep rhythm and I fall victim to her siren's song. She has bewitched me. And I want her. She's the one.

Right now, all I'm thinking about is how I'm going to get you in my bed so I can show you all the ways I can make you come.

Do you suffer from restless lip syndrome because they make medication for that?" -Jessie from Going Under.

I want you to have everything you've dreamed of.

The cab moves for a moment but then I see the blurry, glowing red lights through the downpour against my face and heavy lens of tears covering my eyes. The cab's brake lights. The car has stopped, as have I-and then I see the back door open.
It's my Jack Henry.
He gets out of the cab and stands in the heavy rain looking back at me. I don't know how-because my body has turned to mush-but I'm off my knees and running toward him.
... I touch his face because I can't believe he's real. You sort of have a beard. Almost. I love it. It's sexy.

I chose to not see it because I didn't want to fall in love with her.

I put my hand on the crotch of my pants. There's only one pole that counts and I've got it right here.

A sweat-licking, ass-biting freak - that's what you are,

My lasagne has been known to bring me to the knees."
"Baby, it doesn't take food for you to bring me to my knees.

You made me fall hard. I've never loved a woman until you.

He's a morning man. And a night man. And an everything-in-between man

Shut the fuck up." I turn to look at the minister because I know he heard me. "Sorry.

I love you, Laurelyn Paige Prescott.

Damn. I'm getting fucked while practically standing on my head, and it's pretty superb.
I should be willing to walk away from my life just so I can have this done to me every day. It's definitely something to consider.

I hear her soft, sweet voice against my ear and feel her trembling in my arms.
"Don't leave," she whispers.
I feel the tears when they come and I bury my face in her hair. "Don't let me leave without you.

I love you so much, Laurelyn. I swear I do.

Baby, I'm dying for it to be all over this." "Please don't die. You wouldn't get to enjoy this if you did," she says

But I'm terrified of giving up my career only to have the whole thing backfire in my face. What if I move down there and it doesn't work out?"
"What if you don't and you never know what might have been? Can you live with that?

If this is the real you, whoever told you to be yourself couldn't have given you worse advice." - Claire from Going Under.

They are smart, incredible beings, Ollie. When you have earned the love of a woman, when they are emotional, back away and wait. Let them work through the many facets of a situation that we mere males have no clue about. Then take the time to listen and wait your chance to talk.

There would be many that would take back the experience of falling in love if it meant also carrying the pain associated with losing them, but I couldn't agree less. To feel the pain of loss is to know you once had something worth losing and I would always carry the memory of how the world was once right, when I laid on a couch, holding the woman I loved in my arms while she slept.