Tabatha Kiss > Quotes

“If I could go back in time and tell my childhood self anything, it’d be to wait just a little bit longer. Work just a little bit harder. Go just a little bit further every single time I felt like giving up. Because you never know who is watching.”
― Tabatha Kiss, Ego Trip

“Money. Power. Ambition. None of it means a single damn thing without someone to share it with you. All the money in the world can’t make you happy, Oli. The love of a good woman can, and the only way to win the heart of a good woman is by being a good man. Don’t forget that.”
― Tabatha Kiss, Ego Trip

“Penis penis penis. Penis? Penis. Penis penis— Oh, for fuck’s sake.”
― Tabatha Kiss, Ego Trip

“How can you read this?” he asks. “There’s no pictures!”
― Tabatha Kiss, Ego Trip

“Do you even listen to yourself when you speak? Or are you one of those rich guys that can’t hear the douchebag in their voice over the sound of people kissing their asses all day long?”
― Tabatha Kiss, Lumberjack BOSS

“A lonely photo sits on the middle shelf, about eye-level with him if he were to gaze over his shoulder. A girl. Young. Long hair tied back in a tight bun on the top of her head. Petite and fit. She wears a skin-tight, pink leotard and ballet shoes with one pointed foot raised high against a beam. Graceful, elegant. Familiar.”
― Tabatha Kiss, The Hitman's Dancer

“With a huff, I lock the door behind us and follow him to his Charger parked in the driveway behind my van. I suppose if we really are going to meet professional football royalty tonight, then we should arrive in a style that matches our suits rather than… well, my mini-van that looks right at home here on Shanty Row.”
― Tabatha Kiss, Touchdown Baby

“Bobby stops him and whistles downward . “Lumberjack, ho,” he whispers, gesturing toward his groin.”
― Tabatha Kiss, Lumberjack BOSS

“Junior stuffs junior back into his briefs and pulls his pants up.”
― Tabatha Kiss, Touchdown Baby

“I don’t want to hurt your daughter, Mr. Vaughn,” I say. “I simply request the pleasure of her company for the evening.” “You…” He shifts in his chair. “You’ll pay my debt for a night with my daughter?”
― Tabatha Kiss, The Hitman's Dancer

“He frowns. “I hate you more right now than I’ve hated anything before in my life.”“Good, Leonard,” I say, bringing a twitch to his eye. “I want you to, Leonard. Because then, you’ll have the slightest inkling as to how I feel about you, Leonard. You are arrogant and rude and your beard looks stupid.” His jaw drops. “Your parents named you after an ugly, worthless shrub and I can’t wait to pluck every last one of them off that trail.” I gasp. “Go to hell!”“Gladly.”
― Tabatha Kiss, Lumberjack BOSS

“Why doesn’t the king protect his queen?”“Because she wouldn’t stop asking stupid questions.”“Wow…” she shakes her head, “the king’s a jerk.”
― Tabatha Kiss, Lumberjack BOSS

“Keep up, Mr. Hart.” “Dante.” “I’m not calling you that.” “Why not?” “Because first names are informal.” “You’re sitting on my floor, drinking whiskey, and playing cards. If that’s not informal, I’d love to know what you think this is.”
― Tabatha Kiss, The Hitman's Dancer

“By the way… thanks for programming your name into my phone as Big Dick Morgan because that wouldn’t be difficult to explain to my dad or anything…” I”
― Tabatha Kiss, Whiplash

“Where did you learn to play like that?” I shrug. “My father taught me.” He shakes his head. “No, your father is in gambling debt up to his eyeballs. He never wins. This came from somewhere else…” “The rules I learned from him,” I say. “The rest… well, watch a man make the same mistakes repeatedly and you tend to learn from them yourself.”
― Tabatha Kiss, The Hitman's Dancer

“I don’t have to sleep with you?” “As long as you keep your hands to yourself. If you touch me at all, your body is forfeit.”
― Tabatha Kiss, The Hitman's Dancer

“Lucy, I’m begging you,” he says, whispering with bite. “Just go out with the guy for one night.” “Why the hell would I do that?” He hesitates. “I owe some money to some bad people—”
― Tabatha Kiss, The Hitman's Dancer

“Darling, the only thing manlier than taking what you want is doing the work to earn it,”
― Tabatha Kiss, Ego Trip

“He raises his head and smiles, his hips still bucking wildly. “Lucy…” he whispers my name, his voice smooth as butter. I look into his eyes to find the stunning waves of blue looking back at me. The killer is gone. Either that or the killer has taken over me.”
― Tabatha Kiss, The Hitman's Dancer

“Checkmate, wood boy,” she whispers. I grit my teeth. “Wood boy?”
― Tabatha Kiss, Lumberjack BOSS

“My eyes fall on him and I pause. He stands up from the chair in front of my father’s desk. His eyes travel the length of me as mine bounce down his. He’s younger than I thought he’d be, probably not a day over thirty, and tall with short, ash brown hair, tanned skin, and a clear face — not a scratch on it meaning he’s either very new or very, very good at his job.”
― Tabatha Kiss, The Hitman's Dancer

“God bless end of summer Midwestern heat waves. “Good evening, Beauties,” I greet through the open window.”
― Tabatha Kiss, Touchdown Baby