Amy Aislin > Quotes

“What...are you doing?"
"Getting naked."
"Not that I'm opposed, but...why?"
"Because I want to have sex now. But I don't know how to initiate it, so I figured if I got naked, you'd get the picture.”
― Amy Aislin, On the Ice

“I can’t stop thinking about him. My every waking second is consumed with thoughts of him until I can’t see straight.”
― Amy Aislin, Home for a Cowboy

“Las paused briefly at Harriet’s stall to give her a kiss on the muzzle. “Don’t get too attached to him,” he whispered. And wasn’t sure if he was cautioning his horse or reminding himself.”
― Amy Aislin, Home for a Cowboy

“What else have you been curious enough to look up?” “Oh, lots of things.” Bellamy took a bite of his dinner, and yeah—it tasted as delicious as it smelled. “Why Cats is so popular. How hockey pucks are made. What a chair would look like if our knees bent the other way. Why there aren’t dinosaur ghosts.”
― Amy Aislin, A Touch of Maple

“But life had an end date. He’d learned that the hard way. Risks not taken were opportunities missed.”
― Amy Aislin, Road to a Cowboy

“I stand by that statement.” “And didn’t you say you were never going there with Sean again?” “Yeah, well . . .” Anna shrugged helplessly. “Everybody deserves a second chance. Even your idiot brother.” Scott tucked the tablecloth into a box. “You’re not worried he’s going to break your heart again?” “Sure I am. But I can’t live my life worrying about what-ifs.”
― Amy Aislin, Christmas Beau

“Hank waved back, even as he told himself not to. But he liked the attention. Liked that it came from Scott, who was consistently cutely disheveled and always sporting a guileless smile that drew Hank to him like a magnet.”
― Amy Aislin, Christmas Beau

“Something about him standing silently with his hands shoved in the pockets of his jeans, gazing out into the distance, screamed of both contentment and loneliness, making Austin’s heart clench.”
― Amy Aislin, Road to a Cowboy

“You look a each other as if you're looking at something you know you'll never have, but you want it desperately anyway, even though it could hurt you.”
― Amy Aislin, The Nature of the Game

“He’d been in love with Cal for most of his life. He’d been in love with Lindsay for a handful of years, but it had been no less intense. Just different.”
― Amy Aislin, Road to a Cowboy

“Lassiter,” he whispered as if he could feel Las’s gaze on him with his eyes closed. “Yeah?” “Thank you.” “You’re welcome.” He tucked a strand of hair behind Marco’s ear, and even in the dark, he would’ve sworn Marco smiled.”
― Amy Aislin, Home for a Cowboy

“They fell asleep, shoulder to shoulder, hand-in-hand, to the light of the stars.”
― Amy Aislin, Home for a Cowboy

“His every move was an imaginary caress along Cal’s skin, and even the freckles across the bridge of his nose seemed more pronounced than usual, taunting Cal, begging him to press a gentle kiss to each one as he counted them.”
― Amy Aislin, Road to a Cowboy

“The few men he’d slept with had expected him to top, and it was easier to go with the flow than to correct them. Thank God Lee was intuitive enough to know what he wanted. It was proof that they fit so well already.”
― Amy Aislin, Ballerina Dad

“Because feelings were some of the toughest shit to talk about.”
― Amy Aislin, Road to a Cowboy

“Some people need more than a second chance. Especially family people.”
― Amy Aislin, Christmas Beau

“And if he snuck a peek at Las’s ass every once in a while, it was no one’s fault but Las’s. He didn’t have to wear such form-fitting jeans that they hugged him in all the right places, did he? Marco had never considered himself an ass man. But the right ass? In the right pair of jeans? He’d damn well sing its praises.”
― Amy Aislin, Home for a Cowboy

“His parents had taught him that he only had value in what he could contribute. But Austin, his parents, and Whitney had taught him that he had value in who he was. He didn’t have to contribute anything to be worthy—he just had to . . . be.”
― Amy Aislin, Road to a Cowboy

“There were stories to tell in the night sky that painted themselves across his camera lens.”
― Amy Aislin, Road to a Cowboy

“Cal was steadiness and familiarity. He was the Rocky Mountains in the flesh. Lindsay had been light and humor. She’d been a ray of sunshine highlighting a spud in the ground.”
― Amy Aislin, Road to a Cowboy

“Maybe there are,” Jason said sagely. “Maybe you just can’t see them.” “Thanks for that. Now I’m going to picture brontosaurus ghosts wandering around outside when I close my eyes at night.”
― Amy Aislin, A Touch of Maple

“we don’t have nearly as much time on this earth as we think we do. And if we want something, there’s no time like the present to grab it.”
― Amy Aislin, Road to a Cowboy

“Anybody could’ve heard. What if there’d been a recruiter nearby? Or worse, a reporter? Fuck.” Straightening, Mitch downed the rest of the beer, then set the glass on the floor. Cody’s eyebrows pulled down and he rubbed Mitch’s arm. “Because you can’t be gay in sports.”
― Amy Aislin, On the Ice

“Home isn’t a place you can put a pin in on the map. It’s where your heart is. Remember that.”
― Amy Aislin, Home for a Cowboy

“For the first time in his life, snuggled into Marco’s arms, Las let himself forget everything and seize the day.”
― Amy Aislin, Home for a Cowboy

“Austin never wanted to hurt him—ever. He wanted to be Cal’s safe space. His place to land not only when things got tough, but when they were at their best too.”
― Amy Aislin, Road to a Cowboy

“Austin wanted to capture this moment forever, dig his camera out of its bag to snap this image into eternity. But there were some moments that were meant to be lived in the here and now. This was one of them.”
― Amy Aislin, Road to a Cowboy

“Cal had always been one of the few people in Austin’s life that he’d lay down his life for. Now he’d happily lay his body out too. His heart. His soul.”
― Amy Aislin, Road to a Cowboy

“For as long as Cal had known Austin, his best friend’s favorite time of day had been when dusk bled into night and the sky erupted with stars. Cal, by contrast, preferred early mornings, when a day dawned fresh and clean. Where anything could happen and the hours ahead of him provided opportunities to get shit done.”
― Amy Aislin, Road to a Cowboy

“He’d known for a while that he was in love with Marco. The butterfly-inducing, grinning-at-nothing, feel-like-you’re-flying kind of love that made the world both spin on its axis and settle into place, all at the same time.”
― Amy Aislin, Home for a Cowboy