Shaye Evans > Quotes

“Now,” he murmured huskily into my ear, licking the skin below my lobe. I shivered. “It’s your turn.”
“Tease.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“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.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“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.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“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.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“You’re scared of sharing me in case you lose me?” - Adan”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“I-I can’t sleep and I was going for a walk when I noticed the truck moving… and then I found you two and, um, I mean—”
Lockland cut him off midsentence with a calm, serious tone. “Jay?”
Jay’s gaze shot up to Lockland’s.
“Spit it out!”
“I was wondering if I could… I-I don’t know… join you?”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“Sometimes, I just want to be comforted—I don’t want to be or appear to be stronger than I am.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“Hmm, do you mind if I put out your fire then?” I brushed his earlobe with my upper lip.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“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.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“Is it okay?”
I nodded and continued chewing. “Y-you made me my first sub.”
He smiled. “You remembered.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“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.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“A smile curved the corners of his mouth under the dust-and soot-covered visor. “You’re crying?
I answered his question with my tear-stricken gaze.
“I’m not going anywhere.” He reached his hand out and I grasped it tightly.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“Lie on your stomach,” I ordered between kisses.
He pulled away. “Why?”
“Just do it.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“I’ve wanted to do that since you saved me.” -Lockland”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“Come, Adan,” Lock ordered. “Come so hard you squeeze every fucking drop of cum from my cock.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“Touch me. Kiss me. I want you. I’ve never done it just for my pleasure, just for fun.”
― Shaye Evans, Rescued

“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.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“You know, we can still put that suit to use, though.” I glanced toward the truck and Lock’s face lit up as I closed the distance between us.
“What happened to needing a shower?”
“Showers are overrated,” I whispered, holding his gaze through the visor. “Plus,” I turned my head to look down the hall, “Jay is down there now.”
“That’d be right. Let me just hang up my hat.” He was pulling away when I caught his wrist.
“Nuh-uh. Keep the helmet. I want to be with my firefighter.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“Fuck… that was…”
“Good?” I grinned, licking my lips, looking up at him.
“Shit yeah!” Jay wailed.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“Great…” He sighed. “Where’s the boy? And you shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, glancing over his shoulder at Sam. “I heard Chief’s alert.”
“Safe, outside—where do you think I’d go?” I smiled. It was just like Lockland to be selfless and think of the boy’s welfare instead of his own. I shook my head, knowing Lock would expect me to respect his wishes, to keep myself safe, but his safety meant more to me than my own well-being.
“Remember, it’s you and me until the end,” I murmured, choking. I never thought words could be so hard to speak. “You made that promise. I’m keeping it.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“How do you know my name?” I asked as he lowered his weight beside me.
“We go to the same school. And why are you hiding your face? You never do that.”
― Shaye Evans

“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.”
― Shaye Evans, Rescued

“done this.
“Fay… I-I’m…” I swallowed and bit my lip. Cash wound his arm around my shoulders, and it was all I needed to find the strength, because I knew, no matter what, he’d always be there for me. “I’m gay. Dad kicked me out last night and accidently slammed the door in my face. That’s how I bruised my cheek.” Her eyes flicked from me to Cash and how he was holding me. A new realization dawned across her face. Her lips parted and she slowly raised her hand to her lips. I wondered if she saw the connection between us. Cash was making it perfectly obvious.
She ran forward and pulled me into her arms, her eyes glistening. “Oh Harper, honey, I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay,” I said awkwardly. “It wasn’t your fault.”
― Shaye Evans, Christmas Wishes

“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.”
― Shaye Evans, Rescued

“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.”
― Shaye Evans, Christmas Wishes

“I’m not leaving him, Sam! And I’m not waiting for the others to help.”
― Shaye Evans

“What kind of a father could do that?! It was bad enough—”
I cut him off. “Wait, what?” I snapped my head toward him, knowing my gaze was glassy, the corners of my eyes stinging with tears that had forced their way to the surface.
“How could your dad do that to you, let alone at this time of the year? And after everything with your mom—Christmas is about family.”
“Wait,” I sniffed, wiping my eyes with the backs of my hands. “You were calling my dad a prick?”
“Yeah, who else? Why are you cryin— Oh, Harper, no, I didn’t mean you.”
― Shaye Evans, Christmas Wishes

“Eager?”
“Just a little,” I breathed.”
― Shaye Evans, Rescued

“I don’t want to see my best partner heartbroken.”
“It’s not like that.”
“Uh-huh, sure.”
― Shaye Evans, Rescued

“And these don’t feel a little tight?” he murmured against my ear, squeezing me through the material of my underwear. I whimpered and pumped my hips.
“They weren’t,” I panted.
“They feel a little tight,” he insisted.
“Course they’re tight,” I choked. “You’ve got me worked up.”
“And out.”
― Shaye Evans, Christmas Wishes