Stephanie Witter Quotes

I love you to insanity. I'm not even sure if it's a good thing.' - Duke

He tilted my head up with his index finger. Tingles spread on my skin. Pain, obstacles, betrayal and all shitty things that happen in life shape everyone, just as much as good things do. Don't regret anything if in the end you can say you're an amazing woman.

Therapy can't erase scars, it only makes it easier to live with them. - Duke

I had never had a big opinion for myself. I had always thought I'd be a fuck up, that I'd be disappointed like always by life and people. But at this very moment, I knew it. I wasn't a good man, not well-adjusted. - Nolan

I listen closely to her breathing getting slower, deeper until her hand settles over my heart, only beating for her. - Duke

I closed my eyes and immediately I pictured Brooklyn's full lips parted on a moan, her eyes glassy and her pupils dilated, her cheeks flushed and her body ... her smoking body bared only for me.

My mouth dropped open, because even if it wasn't my best friend, I knew the guy who was presently rubbing the short stubble on his chin. The only new thing about him was the little scar on his left eyebrow. It was Gabriel Green, known to me as Gabe the douche bag. Great!

I said nothing in my texts. You came up with your own conclusions and you were mad thinking about me being with someone else ... '
"Stop,' he said, his jaw tightening.
"Touching another man ... '
"Stop it.'
"Sleeping ... '
He ran to me and grabbed my shoulders, shaking me once, not hard, but enough to make me stop. "Quit it,' he whispered, his voice deep and dark.

Talk to me. Say something, anything," he pleaded quietly as if he was trying to tame a wild animal.
"There's nothing to say."
He looked up and lowered his eyebrows on his eyes. "Why did you kiss me?

Weird or someone with mouth diarrhea. Depends on people's point of view,

I just want you to fucking love me! Is that so much to ask?

Mark my words, Lila. You'll be mine in all ways you can imagine.

At this very moment with my girl in my arms, I feel like there's nothing I can't do for her, for us. - Duke

Maybe I shouldn't trust him after all, just like he doesn't seem to trust me fully. Shit, is it always so hard to get close to someone?

Quietly, under my breath, I mumbled a name and it wasn't the name of the girl waiting in the other room.
In my mind I pictured Brooklyn's sounds as she came and I jerked in my hand, coming and coming.
Something had to give.

Will you be able to touch me again without thinking about Sean? I don't want you to be disgusted by me.

Fucking is easy, dating is not. - Duke

He brought his forehead against mine and we breathed the same air, slowly to try and find our composure. But it was impossible for me as long as he's so close to me. "You're ruining me.'
"You ruined me.

I want him and even if it's frightening, even if I may not be completely ready for a relationship, I want him. Now ... And tomorrow, and all the following days.

Don't see me as a girl. See me as a buddy of yours or something."
He cast his eyes downward and didn't look back up to my face. I looked down and groaned. Such a guy.
"My buddies don't have boobs, as far as I know."
"Because you felt them up to be sure?" I chuckled, against my better judgement.
Once again, his mouth dropped open.

You know she needs you. Think for a minute instead of playing the wounded ego card.' - Derek

His grip on my shoulder tightens. His other hand behind my head caresses me softly and I sigh.
"Touch me, Skye."
His voice is rough, almost sounding like a groan.

Be myself. If only I remembered what it was like to be myself. I'm a fucking waitress in a crappy bar in a small town in the middle of nowhere. I was going nowhere. I had nothing to give him beside myself and my heart and he denied me.

Sometimes a kiss was just a kiss.
Sometimes a kiss announced changes.
That time the kiss was my downfall.

What a fucking charade.
Happy. That shit isn't in our cards. - Duke

I'm not going to toy with you tonight. A kiss was more than I bargained for, but, little wife, that f*cking kiss is just the beginning. Tomorrow is a brand new day.

The smoke burns slightly down my throat and to my lungs. I focus on this, and empty my head, empty the images of Skye's beautiful face all bruised up.
In the end, I can't even give her what she's rightfully asking. A kiss. Just a fucking kiss on her lips. Even that I'm unable to do. It'd be pathetic if our situation and our past weren't so tragic.
I take another drag of my cigarette and watch the smoke swirling in the room only lit by the moonlight. - Duke

I love you, Skye. You're in my heart, in my head, under my skin. You're my present and my future.

He gently sucked on my lower lip, biting it carefully with his teeth. It sent tingles all over my body and I had to hold on to his strong shoulders, firm under my fingers. I opened my mouth and tugged once on his lip ring. What happened next was the best sound I had ever heard before. He groaned so deeply that I couldn't keep my answering moan quiet.

All I could think about was the heat of his soft lips, the way they fitted so wonderfully as I was coaxing him to open them some more, just enough to let my tongue slip in and taste him. I needed a taste, needed to complete this fantasy of mine.

Will you have any regrets once she's dead?
Brooklyn's question and her voice echoed in my head as I watched her walking to her house, her hips swaying tantalizingly at every step. A heavy weight fell on my shoulders because I didn't have to ponder that question to find the answer.

I'm the guy who knows how you can hurt so much that your insides feel like they're cut and bleeding.

It's fine, but don't ask me to strip again or I'm going to wonder what your intentions really are.

Maybe Duke was just the kind of person you don't keep in your life, but the kind of person that changes your life forever.

It's a matter of when I'll stop fighting. - Duke

Don't cry,' he breathed out so very close to my face. Just a little closer and I'd feel his lips ghosting against mine. "It's like a punch in my guts when you cry.'
"You shouldn't touch me,' I said, but despite my words, I didn't try to move away from his touch. A tear ran to my upper lip and I tasted it with the very tip of my tongue. Nolan's eyes darkened when he followed it, not straying from my mouth. I could see goosebumps over his skin on his neck and on his forearms. "Nolan?

Even if falling for him was not a choice. I thought that you had to put yourself out there to fall in love, but sometimes it just dropped on you, even when your guard was up. The difference was that I decided to act on my feelings.