Shaye Evans Quotes

It'd take a lot more than a quick fuck to lose me, Lockland."
He smiled and nipped my lower lip.
"Plus," I murmured, pulling back, "your cock is pretty nice. I think my ass would miss it.

I've wanted to do that since you saved me." -Lockland

You should have followed me out! That guy could have just as easily taken advantage of me, Brett!"
"Exactly why I'm here now, making sure you're okay."
"Too bad if Chris ended up dragging me off to a gutter instead of a hospital then, huh?

You saved me, again." I glanced around, thankful no one was around or they would have been staring. I felt so stupid in his arms. Small, weak, and klutzy.
The side of Brett's mouth quirked as his brows pulled together. "Again?"
"Last night," I murmured, looking back at him as he set me down beside him. "You're like a knight - always there when I need you."
"I'm no knight, Colt. Far from it - you know that."
"Robin Hood, then."
He chuckled.

Are you sure? What about your grandmother?"
He shrugged as though it didn't matter, and a beaming smile splayed across his mouth. "I'll be out here with you when I come out.

Hmm, do you mind if I put out your fire then?" I brushed his earlobe with my upper lip.

Mmm, carry me."
I laughed, reaching for my sweatpants. "I carry girls, boys, and women, not fully grown capable men."
"Slacker." He grinned, shoving me.

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Touch me. Kiss me. I want you. I've never done it just for my pleasure, just for fun.

The drive from the hospital to this street feels weird. It's so quick compared to walking," I murmured absently.
Cash turned his head and stared at the side of my face. "You walked to the hospital?"
"'Course." I sat back. "It's not like driving is really an option around these parts."
"No wonder you were cold. I thought you must have ridden a bike or something."
I snorted and rolled my eyes, turning my head toward him. "Do you really see me on a bike, of any kind?"
"Point taken.

Colt, you're going to be a nurse, not a cop. If anything happens, I'll pay the fines for you."
"Still don't need it."
"Why?" She paused for a moment, thinking. "Because you're still trying to get into Daddy's good books?"
"Shut up," I muttered, blowing my frustrations into another balloon - it grew between my palms. This had nothing to do with my father.
"From what you've told me of the guy, he's a jerking dick, Colt. I don't know why you're seeking his approval.

Do you remember how your mom would wrap the presents so well it'd take at least five minutes to find where you could rip the paper?"
I snorted. "Yes, and they were wrapped so much it was like unwrapping a hundred packages from morning 'til lunch. It was Mom's way of extending Christmas."
"I loved that - it always built the excitement. Just when you thought you had it, you had to unroll it. I miss her - she was like a second mother to me.

Do you visit all your patients?" I asked, peeking up at him.
He chuckled, and slid behind the nurses' station. He paused in the doorway of the stockroom, then turned. "Only the really special ones," he murmured, chocolate gaze sparkling as he winked and entered the supply room.

He burst out laughing. "You look like a warm shade of Frosty the Snowman! It's all over your cheeks and nose."
I snorted and rolled my eyes. "Oh yeah?" I swiped my finger along the inside of the icing bowl and tapped his nose. "Well you look like Rudolph.

I'm not leaving him, Sam! And I'm not waiting for the others to help.

Well, it's not swollen," he stated, rewrapping the bandage, "or bleeding or leaking, so I think it's okay."
"I know. I'm training to be a nurse," I replied. "Thanks though."
"Explains the curiosity and attitude."
"What?" I snapped.
"I'm a trainee paramedic."
"Oh." I looked away, chewing my lower lip. "Right."
"There's a sense of rivalry between Emergency Medical Technicians, paramedics, and nurses - I don't know the reason behind it."
"I know.

Lie on your stomach," I ordered between kisses.
He pulled away. "Why?"
"Just do it.

Ah, Cash?"
"Mmm?" he hummed.
"The mesh top is a little small."
"So? It's supposed to be."
"No, I mean small, small - I can't get it back over my head kind of small," I said quickly. "I feel like I'm going to pass out."
"Hang on.

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He disowned me," I murmured. "Kicked me out and told me to come back when I changed my choice."
"He seriously used those words? That it was a choice?"
I nodded.
"You can't change it. Your sexuality is like your DNA. You can't cut off your finger so it's no longer there, because it is you. You're born with it - you just discover it when you mature.

Sorry." I sniffed again, wiping the corner of my eye.
"Why are you apologizing for crying?"
"Because it's weak."
He scoffed. "Showing emotion is a sign of strength, Harper. Too many people hide how they feel."
"Why do you think that is?"
"Because they're scared of the consequences of showing how they feel," he whispered, looking away.

Oh yeah, and how do I know that? Because from where I stand, if you hadn't stepped in, I think he might have."
He laughed. "Damien doesn't even know what he's doing. He spiked your drink because he was nervous - why do you think he backed down so easily?"
"So that makes it all okay, does it?" I snapped. "Because he was too nervous to get laid for the first time the simple, safe way? That's petty and sick..." Then something occurred to me. "But why me?"
Brett dropped his gaze to his tan suede hiking boots. He paused and tapped a toe against the linoleum.
"Brett?" I snapped, knowing he was keeping something from me.
"I may have suggested he talk to you," he murmured.
"What? Oh for fuck's sake!"
"Damien wouldn't have hurt you, Colt.

Careful. I don't want to have to do that again. Your veins are hard to find. You'd make a great pincushion for any trainee phlebotomist."
"Gee, thanks," I muttered, rolling my eyes. "I've always wanted to be someone's guinea pig.

You're scared of sharing me in case you lose me?" - Adan

Well, I still have ten fingers and toes, if that's what you're talking about."
Cash snickered, lifting his head. A smile pulled at the corners of his mouth. "Not exactly."
"There's no evidence that it ever happened. He just said to keep warm and stay out of the snow as much as possible."
"Good.

Eager?"
"Just a little," I breathed.

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What?" The corner of his mouth turned up, his white teeth gleaming in the light.
"Just thinking how hot you are."
He scoffed and playfully rolled his eyes. "Thanks - but aren't all firefighters hot? I mean, we do basically live in fire.

I'll see you later," I murmured.
"Yeah." Our foreheads pressed together. Our lips lingered half an inch apart. Thin ropes of dark hair hung over his forehead as sweat glistened across his face in the streetlights.
"Love you."
"Love you more," he murmured.

Why did you come out when you knew how your family would react?" I murmured, wrapping my arms around his waist. I brushed my lips the length of Lock's neck.
"Because I didn't want to hide. I hated acting like I was someone I wasn't."
"I never did thank you for that sub."
Lock laughed. "Adan, you've thanked me a hundred times over."
"I don't recall."
"Every time we're together, or when you kiss me, it's a constant reminder of how we met, and I wouldn't exchange that for anything.

Gee, you don't sugarcoat things, do you?"
"At least if I'm at a club, I won't have you pressuring me."
"No, you'll have heaps of strangers instead.

Harper?" Cash murmured after a long moment.
"Hmm?" I turned my head.
"Do you believe in Santa?"
I shifted onto my side to look at him, smiling. "Yeah, I do."
He adjusted his head to look at me. "Even though he's something our parents say isn't real?"
I nodded. "Yeah, definitely. There's usually some kind of truth behind stories."
He looked up to the tree then to me. "Think we can see him tonight?"
I laughed and sat up. "Who? Santa? Why not? It couldn't hurt to try.