Vi Keeland Quotes

You have my heart. Promise me you'll keep it safe.'
'Only if you promise never to give mine back.

I was the balance to his unsteadiness. He was the courage to my fear.

Sometimes confidence is worn like a mask to shield people from seeing insecurities.

You're fired," he groaned as he buried his face in my hair. "So fucking fired.

You know, you're a lot like him," I'd definitely lost my mind considering I was now talking to an unopened bouquet of flowers. "So pretty and smelling good. But give in and pick one up, and I'll get pricked by a thorn.

Candace doesn't have to worry about me being busy in my world without you, because you are my world.

I was more afraid of losing you than I was of finding you.

You might want to think about cutting back on the burgers," Drew teased.

"Watch it. Any fat jokes and I'll be cutting back on all meat."

"You're full of shit. You like my meat way too much."


"You're so full of yourself."

"Maybe. But you're going to be full of me in about five minutes, too.

You should never give up on your dreams, no matter how farfetched they seem.

If our kisses were each a story, this was the one where the hero got the girl, and they rode off into the sunset.

I know what I want."
"Graham ... things can change."
"I need you, Soraya. I've never said that to another woman in my life." I leaned my forehead against her and whispered, "I need you.

And he realizes some of the most important days he ever had were just ordinary ones spent with the right people.

We're not over. We're just getting started. Because what we had was real, and real doesn't go away, no matter how much you want it to.

The moment comes back to haunt you when you least expect it. Just when you think you've finally found a way to bury it somewhere deep inside yourself, it rears its ugly head and then you're back to square one. Back to relive the pain. The regret. THe guilt. And the healing has to start all over again.

Thank you, it goes with the rest of my perfectness".

How do I apply for the job?"
"The job?" She actually seemed confused. I thought I was pretty damn clear.
"Of sexual partner. I think we should have sex.

No matter what, you are the love of my life. No one will ever replace you.

Find a penny, pick it up, and all day long you'll have good luck.

Yeah, that's a great idea. Sleep with the guy who's trying to steal my job."
"Why not? You know that old saying…keep your friends close and fuck the shit out of your enemies."
"That's not exactly the saying.

But tough had its limits. Even a diamond, if you hit it at the exact right place, the spot where it was flawed and weak, would sometimes shatter.

If you fall in love with someone else, the other person you still love was never meant to be yours forever.

He grinned. "You think if we play nice, you won't wind up with my cock inside you anymore."
I shifted in my seat. "Must you be so vulgar?"
"What did I say?" He seemed genuinely confused.
I leaned forward and lowered my voice. "Cock. Do you have to say it like that?"
He grinned. "I'm sorry. Can you say that again? I didn't hear you."
I squinted. "You heard me. I know you did."
He leaned forward and lowered his voice. "Maybe. But I really liked hearing you say cock."
A busboy walked by our table just as Weston spoke. The guy looked our way and smirked, but kept going.
"Keep your voice down."
Needless to say, he didn't. "Is it just my cock you don't like talking about? Or is it all cocks in general?

I really can't stand you."
"Maybe you should bend over…see if you like me better in that position.

Forget whiplash, this woman had bitchlash;

Bennett steadied us and pressed his lips to mine. His thumbs wiped the tears from my eyes. "Thank you for loving me even when I hated myself.

¨Drop down on my knees and beg for forgiveness.¨
¨He´s a man. If you drop to your knees, you won´t be able to beg for anything. your mouth wil be too full.¨

Just because I can't be with you, doesn't mean I don't want to be with you. And it doesn't mean I'm ready to move on, as much as I wish I could. Staying away from you is the hardest fucking thing I've ever had to do.

Meal sharing? Like a date?"

"Nope. Sharing a meal in a non-dating capacity?"

"Let me get this straight…you're sharing a meal twice a week, alone with him?"

"That's right. In a non-dating capacity."

"Which means what? You won't be fucking at the end of the night?"

I sipped my drink. "Exactly."

Jules cracked up. "He talked you into this crap?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're dating him and don't even know it. I might love this man."

I wasn't dating him. Was I? We were just sharing a meal twice a week. Getting to know each other. Not seeing other people. And thinking of each other while we took care of ourselves. OMG. I am dating him!

My boyfriend had been fucked over by Barbie and Ken. And I was more like the Bratz doll rebound. My

Ride me. You're so tight and wet. I'm going to fill up that pretty little pussy and make it mine. In you. So that the whole god damn world knows you're mine.

There's never been anything truer than what I feel for you.

Distance is only a test to see how far love travels.

Impatient much?" "Patience is bitter. It's the fruit that's sweet." "Did you just quote Aristotle?" "Maybe.

It says Fear does not stop death. It stops life. I

There's certainly something to be said about the old truism Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach.

Even the most loyal person had their breaking point

You look beautiful tonight. I like your hair up."
"Thank you."
"I can't wait to yank it down later.

I HAD PLANNED TO GIVE the phone back this morning. No, really. I did. Then again, I also planned to finish college. And travel the world.

He tugged his belt, and it made a sharp whooshing sound as he pulled it through all of the loops in one motion.
"Turn around. Hold on tight.

I think most women, especially women who work hard and have a lot on their mind, prefer a man to come home, lift her off her feet and take her against the wall rather than hand her some bullshit flowers and pussyfoot around with sweet gestures all night.

I turned to Eve. "Please tell me you didn't tell them I was single and looking to meet someone."
"Of course not."
"Thank God!"
"I told them you were single and looking to get laid.

Yes. You're a cunt. C you next Tuesday, Dana! My

Pretty sure you wouldn't have to straddle the speaker. He'd bury his head and sing right into your vajayjay if you wanted.

Who do you belong to, Syd?"
"You, Jack."
"Say it, Syd."
"I belong to you.

I quickly scoop up the rest of my personal life on display on the sidewalk and I'm relieved that I had removed the flavored condoms that Regina had shoved into my purse before I left yesterday. Bacon Flavor. What woman wants to taste meat while, you know, tasting meat?

That's not being afraid. Being afraid is when you let fear control your life, let it stop you from doing what you want. When you're afraid, but you look your fear in the eye and live, that's courageous. And

You have no idea how dangerous I am when I want something. I will stop at nothing to get it. And there's nothing more that I want right now than you.

We picked up Grouper III and one of his buddies on the way to Media Day. The two of them were wearing Easton jerseys and didn't shut the hell up in the back of my car the entire way to the stadium. Their excitement was contagious.

"They always that loud?" My eyes slanted toward Grouper.

He nodded. "The Good Lord made old people go deaf for a reason.

I want more with you. I can't promise you what that is or where it will go, but it's more than just physical. I'm attracted to everything about you – you're smart, honest, funny, brave, a little nutty – and you make me smile for no reason. There's no denying I want you in my bed. I think you've caught on to that part by now. But I want this, too. I'm tired of looking back. It's been a long time since I've wanted to live in the moment.

Sometimes you don't know what you're missing until you find it.

My boyfriend recently asked me to marry him. I said yes. He's the sweetest, kindest man I've ever known. Problem is, the diamond he gave me was smaller than I hoped for. I don't really want to hurt his feelings. I need to know a polite way to express my disappointment. –Lori, Manhattan

God has the same dilemma when it comes to you, sweetheart. P.S. When your fiancé dumps your selfish ass, give him my number.

If you were with me, you wouldn't care where your cell phone was. Soraya:

You know, I earn a good living with that hand." Brody's eyes narrowed on our joined hands. Mine was squeezing all the color from his, except where my nails were nearly piercing his skin.

"Sorry."

"I'm teasing. Squeeze away." He leaned toward me. "I like the feel of your nails digging into me. I miss the way they scratch at my back when you're close and I slow down."

"Really? You're going to go there when I'm busy trying to have a panic attack?"

He chuckled. "You need a distraction.

Sweetheart, I know you. You didn't put up that wall to keep him out. You put it up to watch him break it down to get to you.

I can't stall any longer. I think of what my therapist would tell me to do if she was sitting right next to me, watching me act like a coward. She'd say rip the Band-Aid off. Allow the wound to breathe..to heal itself. The worst part is in the anticipation of the tear, not the tear itself.

I walked over to her, not so much because I felt like I needed to be close to say what I needed to say, but because I hated to be on the other side of the room when I could be near her. It

Ireland made me realize we don't have a choice who we fall in love with. We fall in love by chance. But staying in love and making it work isn't something that happens by chance - that's a choice. And I've chosen to love Ireland.

Shall we?" The doors slide open and he leisurely extends his arm to the looming double doors marked Penthouse. I get the feeling that I'm about to step through the wardrobe. And the lion is right behind me.

Baby, you remind me of my big toe. Why? Because sooner or later I just know I'm ginna bang you on the table.

It was fate…I'll always believe that I was meant to find you.

want you. I want to be with you. I'm head over fucking ass about you, and I need to know you aren't going to leave me."
She cracked a small smile. "I think the saying is head over heels about you.

Morgan with big organ!

I'd wanted to come back for so many years. But that part of my life was a locked box, and I'd been afraid to open it for fear of finding things inside I couldn't stuff back in.

Most people think a beautiful woman doesn't have to work as hard to get what she wants. And that might be true when she's at a bar trying to get a drink, or when she's in Home Depot trying to find someone to help her down the plumbing aisle. But it's not true in the workplace. A beautiful woman often has to work twice as hard to be seen for who she is here. Because, unfortunately, there are still men out there who can't see past beauty.

Sometimes what you're looking for comes when you're not looking at all. -Unknown

What they say about wanting what you can't have is apparently true. For some bloody reason, I can't stop thinking about you in very inappropriate ways.

Nico: By the time I drove back home last night, I'd gotten myself under control. I'd reasoned with my hard-on until it finally saw my way. Who knew you could reason with a fucking hard-on. I guess I never tried. I just took care of it, did what it wanted me to.

Watching him go through my routine was comical. He must have thought holding the kitty was part of it. I didn't bother to tell him because… well, because oddly, I really liked watching the oversized man walk around and check my closets for prospective intruders while holding a hairless cat. It certainly wasn't a sight you see every day.

You want the truth? ... I'm attracted to you. Really attracted to you. Have been since the first time I saw you. Tried to be respectful, considering you were seeing someone. Done doing that. If you work here, I'm going to try to get you into my bed.

Why are you ... walking a goat?

And I suppose all of your women are fast asleep after you take care of them."
"Damn straight. I'm like a superhero. The Prolactinator.

That's good. Because you're going to be my assistant." He grins like a Cheshire cat.
I raise my eyebrows in surprise. "I am?"
"Yep, I'm going to put my hands all over that body of yours in the front of the room and you're going to kick my ass.

Both our dishes looked more like art when they arrived. "I hate to eat it; it's so beautiful." "I have the opposite problem. It's so beautiful; I can't wait to eat it." His smirk told me his comment had nothing to do with his fancy looking dinner. I

When you spend too much time looking back and trying to figure out what went wrong, you're missing out on moving forward.

I may not be an expert in women, but I know enough about them to know that fine means definitely not fucking fine .

Maybe, just maybe, neither one of us had found the right one before now…because we hadn't met each other yet.

Love needs no words.
You had me before you even spoke

It's us."
"Us?"
"Together. It just works. I felt it the first night we met. Just didn't want to accept it."
"Do you accept it now?"
"I never really had a choice, Feisty.

"Us?" "Us?"

Mr. CUM walked in and did a double take at Indie's face. She just smiled like there was nothing wrong. It made him flustered. "Preseason starts next week. Can I count on you to get that husband of yours in for an interview?"

There was nothing the man denied me. "I'll see if he's up for it."

When Mr. CUM disappeared, Indie raised an eyebrow. "If he's up for it? That man would eat shit for you. Literally.

God knows why the hell she'd given me her heart, but I had no intention of ever giving it back.

God, you're such and ass."
I leaned in. "An ass that you have a shitload of chemistry with, like it or not. So whaddya you say? By day we fight like enemies, by night we fuck like warriors?

Focus - keep the memory of the kiss we shared before I met Cooper in the forefront of my mind. It was nice. Passionate even. There was a spark, I know there was. I just need to get back to that place. Yet I tense up when he moves in closer. "Is it the cameras?" he whispers in my ear. I have no idea how to answer, so I tell him the truth. Well, mostly the truth. It was difficult for me to forget the cameras even before I met Cooper. "Maybe a little." A member of the Throb crew comes out from nowhere. "Sorry to interrupt, guys. But can you speak a little louder? We can't pick up your voices out here too easily." Flynn sighs loudly. "Yeah. No problem.

There's serenity in the stillness of the water and my body absorbs it through my pours, desperate to find its peace.

Being afraid is when you let fear control your life, let it stop you from doing what you want. When you're afraid, but you look your fear in the eye and live, that's courageous.

How is your grandmother?"
"She told Cambria to let me know she was cutting me out of her will if I didn't break her out of the hospital."
"Oh, no."
"Actually, that's good. It means she's feeling like herself again. When she's agreeable and compliant, it scares me.

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Chase punched a code into the keypad above the elevator call button, and the doors to the service elevator slid open. "The code is 6969."
"How will I ever remember that?" I teased.

I sort of like your company."
"Sort of?"
"When you're not pissing me off the other half of the time, yeah.

You've always had my heart, and I don't ever want it back.

You can't make someone love a person. But the opposite is also true. Nothing can make someone unlove a person, either.

You terrify me, Soraya."
"Likewise."
"But that's the very reason that I just know."
"Know what?"
"That this could be the real thing.

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I smell you when you're nowhere near me. I feel you, without touching. When you walk into a room, I know you're there even before I look up. Every time I see you smile, I smile. Your happiness has become my happiness. Either I'm in love with you, or you really are my very own angel. Either way, we were meant to be.

No one's ever looked at me the way he looks at me. I feel a silent rumble in my gut and I know something's just changed in me forever. I'll never be able to go back to comfortable and nice after feeling whatever it is burning between us. It scares the hell out of me and draws me in at the same time.

I think it took me this long to realize what moving on meant. It doesn't mean forgetting what you've left behind. It means making her a memory and deciding to have a future without her in it." "Wow.

I'm sorry for looking at your ass."
"When did you look at my ass?"
"Every chance I get?"
"Apology accepted.

If you want to know where your heart is, look where your mind goes when it wanders. -Unknown

You're the red in my black and white world.

And then he kissed me, and when the haze of lust cleared and my knees found their strength, and all I could think was Oh Shit

I sighed. "Okay. Maybe you were right."
"Come again?"
I spoke louder. "I said, maybe you were right."
"Oh, I heard you the first time. I just loved to hear you admit it.

You're beyond my wildest dreams. My love for you is infinite. You. Are. Everything.

That's okay. He exercised at home this morning. Wall lunges.