Avon Gale > Quotes

“Me: fine. u ever want 2 sleep w/someone u really dont like? Everett: you mean like a republican?”
― Avon Gale, Let the Wrong Light In

“If you think you're into that, man, there are websites. Start with those before you go to something called Total Domination Tuesdays.”
― Avon Gale, Let the Wrong Light In

“Don’t tell your parents you’re gay and I’m not your girlfriend. Tell them you’re gay because someone is your boyfriend.”
“Can I tell them it’s that hot guy on Teen Wolf?”
― Avon Gale, Breakaway

“For the first time in his whole life, Laurent played the game out of love instead of hate. But it wasn’t his love of hockey that kept him focused in net.
Every time a puck came toward him and he made a save, he thought, “This is for Isaac.” Every time one of his dickhead former teammates snarled something insulting or called him names, he ignored them and thought about Isaac calling him Saint. He thought about Isaac’s dumb blue hair dye that had left a stain in Laurent’s shower and that lip ring that drove Laurent crazy. He thought about the lake and eating a Twinkie on Isaac’s floor. He thought about Isaac saying he loved him.”
― Avon Gale, Empty Net

“For the entire summer, Lane’s cell phone background was a picture of Jared eating Lucky Charms out of the Kelly Cup.
Jared’s was, of course, that shot of his that blocked Lane’s would-be goal. According to Jared, it was going to stay that way until he had a picture of Lane drinking Dr Pepper out of Lord Stanley’s Cup to replace it with. He liked to call it incentive.”
― Avon Gale, Breakaway

“I’m so proud of you. I wanted to blow you, like, eighteen times.”
“I made thirty-four saves. Weren’t you paying attention?”
Isaac threw his head back and laughed. “Oh my God. You made a joke.”
“Who said I was joking?”
― Avon Gale, Empty Net

“See? I’m good for you. I make you like things you didn’t before. Like hockey and dick and marshmallows.”
― Avon Gale, Empty Net

“I’m Russian,” Misha said with the faintest hint of a smile. “We angst, Max.”
“I see that. Well, I’m American. We force shit on other people if we think they need it.”
― Avon Gale, Power Play

“Why would you put bacon on nachos in the first place?” Misha asked.
“Dude. We’re in America. We put bacon on everything.”
― Avon Gale, Power Play

“There’s a setting between “hate” and “sucking his cock,” Max. Find it and dial it there. Quick. Max”
― Avon Gale, Power Play

“Isaac stared at Laurent and searched his warm eyes, which were just the color of melted chocolate. Maybe with bits of caramel. Great. He was thinking about Laurent’s eyes like candy. Was he hungry or horny? Hard to tell.”
― Avon Gale, Empty Net

“Did that just happen?” Isaac asked as they headed upstairs. “Your landlady… she’s like, eightysomething. And unless I’m wrong, she dressed up in her husband’s suits and pretended to be a boy so they could have bi threesomes in a booth at whatever a boy’s club is.”
“Sounds like it,” Laurent agreed.”
― Avon Gale, Empty Net

“But its hard to believe Coach Ashford...like he's that hot and a good guy. And bisexual? So a fucking unicorn, then.”
― Avon Gale, Power Play

“And I told you, 'Honey, you'll know when its right because they'll be your best friend and you'll like kissing them.' And she said, 'But what if I have a girl best friend like Mommy?' And I said, 'Schyler, if you end up with a girl like your mommy then you'll be just as lucky as I am.”
― Avon Gale, Power Play

“I'm sorry, who is that talking? Is it my son? I only have the one." His back was to Max, and his shoulders were shaking. "I had another one, but I disowned him for deciding it was any way acceptable to date a Bruin." The laughter finally escaped, and Max's dad turned around and held out his arms for a hug.”
― Avon Gale, Power Play

“I don't know if I love myself, Max. But I do know that I love you and that you mean it when you say you love me. Maybe I can see myself as that man, the one you love, instead of the one I always see when I look in the mirror.”
― Avon Gale, Power Play

“Isaac needed to know if the thing between them was leading somewhere or if they were just going to be friends who sometimes petted each other’s hair.”
― Avon Gale, Empty Net

“He’d had to watch a video on YouTube to figure out how to tie the damn thing—which he was never telling anyone, ever. Except maybe Lane.
Lane would either know how to tie a perfect Windsor knot or would own a clip-on tie. The thought made Jared smile. But he also mentally told himself to find out which it was. He couldn’t let Lane go to a similar meeting in a clip-on tie.”
― Avon Gale, Breakaway

“Riley stared at him. "How do you just say that stuff?"
"What do you mean? How do I just say shit without thinking about it? I dunno. I just do. It's not that hard. Just try it sometime."
"Okay," Riley said, and then he said, "I love you.”
― Avon Gale, Save of the Game

“It was worth a few glares from the coach, and Shane was sure Troy could make him pay for it. It might involve skating laps, but what the hell. It could also involve Troy smacking Shane on the face with his dick, which would be totally fine with Shane.”
― Avon Gale, Coach's Challenge

“Fist bump, coach.” Misha”
― Avon Gale, Power Play

“One day you’ll win the Stanley Cup in a game seven. Probably in sudden death overtime, because you will never, ever make anything in my life easy, and I’ll probably have a heart attack watching the game.”
― Avon Gale, Breakaway

“furtively, as though anyone were there to see him sport wood while sitting in a wooden rocking chair, on a wood porch, while talking to… Mr. Wood. God.”
― Avon Gale, Whiskey Business

“You’re rich? There’s a choice between gay and rich? When did you make that? I don’t remember being given the options.”
― Avon Gale, Breakaway

“The memory of Vaughn on his knees, his mouth on my cock, assailed me. I searched wildly for something to say that wasn’t in relation to cocksucking and said, “That he looked like Lucius Malfoy.”
― Avon Gale, Heart of the Steal

“Justin looks familiar because he’s an architect.”
As far as an explanation goes, that one is pretty terrible. “Yes. And we all know each other through The Gay Architects Association. I forgot. Were you at the potluck last month?”
“Yup. I brought the pasta salad,” Justin answers, without missing a beat.
Avery salutes him with his beer bottle. “It was really good. I liked the bacon.”
“It was real too. Only straight architects put bacon bits in their pasta salad.” Justin smiles. “I’m in it for the real meat.”
“Aren’t we all?” Avery laughs and clinks his beer bottle with Justin’s.
“Oh, this was a good idea,” Brandon says and sighs. “Introducing you two.”
― Avon Gale, Let the Wrong Light In

“Can you spare me the veteran hockey player wisdom?" Lane leaned in again.

"Sure. But let me tell you something, pipsqueak." At Lane's angry glare, Jared kissed him again. "You weren't on my team, and you weren't my captain, but you taught me how to love this game again. You showed me it was ok to think more of myself than I did and believe I could do more than throw my fists around. You gave me back something I didn't even realize that I'd lost."

"You're saying it's my fault you made a sick glove save on me?"

"It was pretty sick. Wasn't it?" Jared agreed, unable to help himself. But he smiled at Lane and kissed him.”
― Avon Gale, Breakaway

“What was the problem? Couldn't a guy have a heated argument with his secret billionaire boyfriend at hockey practice with out an audience?”
― Avon Gale, Save of the Game

“all he could see was the thing he’d been running away from for thirteen years, finally catching up with him. And he didn’t mind, not even a little. Jared”
― Avon Gale, Breakaway

“You’re so hot,” Ethan said. “I never want anyone to win, you know. Just you.” Riley’s fingers fumbled with the laces because that was the hottest thing he’d ever heard. “Good,” he said.”
― Avon Gale, Save of the Game