Magan Vernon Quotes

His hand slid from under his desk and slowly moved up my leg until his fingers grazed my inner thigh. He couldn't just pull something sexy and think that I'd forgive him that easily.I grabbed his hand and squeezed it tightly, turning my head ever so slightly toward his. "Stop it.We're not doing this here."
He pulled his hand out of my grip. "Geez, Red. No need to be so touchy.""You were the one being touchy," I whispered. "And now I
need to pay attention to our lecture.""Come on, Red. I thought we were good."One of the girls in front of us turned her head sharply. "Will you two either quit talking or take it
outside? Some of us are trying to listen," she hissed.
"Mind your own damn business," I pushed back.
She huffed and then turned around to face the front again.
"Ouch! Feisty and I like it," John said through a laugh.

Everybody has something to tell. Everyone has a story. I want to know yours.

He shook his head. No, we do. I may be a little buzzed and really fucking horny, but I also need you to know that I love you. I should have said it the first time months ago, and I will keep saying it every damn day. I love you more than every single star in the Louisiana sky above us.

That would be great," John said."I try and make the night as romantic for you as possible," the chef said as he cracked an egg on the grill and then started humming "Let's get it on" by Marvin Gaye.

Isn't that thing a little unsanitary for the workplace?" I pointed to his lip ring.
"I assure you that my lip ring is the last thing you should be worried about." He smiled as he leaned on the counter.

That's when I caught my first glimpse of Blaine Crabtree. He was sandwiched in between two guys that were laughing at who knows what. At first I didn't notice anything but a big mop of bleached blonde hair, then he looked up from his pack of cloves and I was locked into the bluest eyes that I had ever seen. His expression didn't change, he didn't smile and didn't blink. It seemed like I was lost in his eyes, like he was using them to do the most calculated math problem, and that math problem was me.

I tell you I want the room to look like a place I remember from Uni and immediately you think I'm a wizard?

All my life I've lived a beautiful lie. The governor's son with the bright future set for him. The middle child. The one who no one knew how bad he was suffering until it made the nightly news.

Don't think you're some kind of snowflake, suit guy. I'm a bitch to everyone.

I shook my head. "You know I ain't never going to be good enough for her. She can't fall in love with me, you know as well as I do that nothing good is going to come of her staying with me."
"Then why do you stay with her? Why, if you seem to think that this is a bad idea, do you stay with her?"
I raked my fingers through my hair. "I don't know! Maybe I'm stupid? A glutton for punishment."
Jackson pointed his beer at me. "Or maybe you love her too and that scares the shit out of you.

I think I should be the one thanking you," he whispered
"For what?" I pulled him closer to me.
He pushed the hair out of my face before whispering in my ear, "For saying, screw the lemons.

Sometimes people are just misunderstood. People and animals. We can't just assume they are thinking one thing and can avoid temptation. it's hard as hell to avoid that red flag when it's waving in your face.

Well, honey, it is the south. These debutantes know how to verbally kick anyone's ass. They learned it from their mamas in the womb.

Now let's go back to your place and bake shit and watch Harry Potter.

It means that I like you for you and you should like you for you.

Maybe you should just take it off up in my room and I can help you get dry." He leaned in, his full lips right on my ear. "Or make you wetter.

But the moment I saw you, I knew there was something more. There was something behind those big, beautiful brown eyes that I had to get to know, and, damn girl you've kept me in a trance ever since.

I'd have to say, you've got something behind those hazel eyes of yours that I haven't seen in a long time

If only I had the speed that my alien boyfriend had, then I could just zip through my senior year and forget about distance and mom's annoyingly great sense of hearing. But when said alien boyfriend was in my bed, I wanted nothing more than the opposite speed. I wanted to freeze time to keep everything just the way it was.

I'm glad you feel that way." His breath tickled my jaw line before he ran his tongue along it. "But I'm sorry about your back."
"What about my back?" I murmured, lost in the trance of where his tongue was going to go next.
He shoved my back against the mattress, pulling my arms above my head before he crawled on top of me, straddling my hips. "I'm sorry that it might be sore in the morning.

For now, I'll let you plead temporary amnesia," he said and lifted my chin to him. "But I'm never going to forget what it felt like when you were biting my lip instead of your own.

When I was laying there in his arms nothing else mattered. My parents, my lack of funds, everything just seemed to melt away as I was lost in his lips- Bentley Evans

And if I ever see you or your fake ass Chanel earrings around here again, I will shove my very real, very pointy Jimmy Choos up your prissy little ass. Do I make myself clear?

I don't think you're crazy at all. I don't want you to think that either. I can't say that I understand what's going through your head, but I can say that I'll be here for you no matter what. If I haven't made it clear, I love you more than anything.

He kissed me with a fire like no other, as if he were afraid breaking the kiss would break us.

I'm falling in love with you. As the words left his mouth, his lips pressed to mine, giving me the most intense and explosive kiss I had ever had. With the coldness of his lips and the warmth of his tongue beneath mine I saw fireworks and felt them through every part of my body.

His cold, unmoving face startled me, but the warmth from his hands left me curious and longing for more of his touch.

Am I making you nervous, Natalie?"
I tried to control the wave of heat curving through me, so I put my head down, willing not to stare into those calculating blue eyes of his.
"I'm not answering that," I muttered.

I took the last bite of the pie, then licked the plate. Yep. You're looking at the future first baby mama to Blaine Crabtree.

For now, I'll let you please temporary amnesia," he said and lifted my chin to him. "But I'm never going to forget what it felt like when you were biting my lip instead of your own." -Trey to Monica, The Only Exception

Ace let out a deep breath, squeezing my hand and then letting go. "I know how hard this all is for you and I'm sorry that I haven't been more receptive. I promise from now on I will try my hardest to let you in more. Tell you more about my world and everything that makes me tick."
I took his hand and pulled it up to my lips, barely grazing his knuckles. "Deal.

Someone told me at the beginning of that summer that I would come face-to-face with death because of a Romeo and Juliet romance, I would never have believed it. But it wasn't like that summer went at all like I had planned in the first place. The Columbia recruiter sat across from me, her dark bushy eyebrows rising as high as they could go while she stared down at my application. "So, Alex, I see that you don't have any extracurricular activities." I shrugged. I was sitting in one of those uncomfortable orange plastic chairs in the guidance counselor's office, wishing I could just disappear. I was the first student in all of Winnebago High School's history to have a recruiter from an Ivy League school visit. By the way she looked at our tiny school with its ancient, chipped walls and rusted lockers, I could see why nobody had wanted to visit in the past.

Yes and no. I thought maybe there could be something more, but I couldn't deny that I still wanted you in the dirtiest ways." He ran his thumb along the seam of my jeans. "Then I watched you crumble. I never expected you to get that call from the doctor and watching you break made me see a whole other side of you. I want to be your knight in shining armor. To take away the pain. I've never felt like this before and whatever we have, I don't want to lose it. I don't care if it's just starting and may be the most fucked up thing. I just want to give it a try. So please call me?

Next! The taller of the guys at the door called. Saved by the yell.

Slowly, I opened my eyes and turned toward the other side of my bed. Damn. For being

You would do the same for me. He smiled a big toothy smile before he hopped off my car and walked away, leaving me wondering what was up with the guy in the girl jeans and why I couldn't get him off of my mind.

I think love is different for each person, but I think the one thing it has in common is putting the other person's feelings before yours. If you're so worried about Libby loving you, isn't that the same thing?