L.A. Gilbert > Quotes

“I knew you were all smitten and shit, but fuck, you really do love this guy." The smirk in Darren's voice was obvious. And annoying. "Aw, come on, admit it - you feel like Cinderella, don't you?"
"No, Darren, I don't. And do you know why?"
"No sugar, tell me why."
"Because I'm a man. I've got a big fat one and I like to fuck other guys." Darren was laughing over the phone now, and it made Reece grin. "And Ben isn't a prince, he's a cop. A big, sexy cop who fucks like a machine. He's a man. I'm a man. We're men." He nodded sharply. "Now fuck off. I'm arranging flowers.”
― L.A. Gilbert, Witness

“Every gay man should be familiar with Bert and Ernie."

"And why is that?"

Reece rolled his eyes, smiling. "Everyone knows that they're lovers."

Ben stopped what he was doing and looked at the man incredulously. "Okay, Reece, seriously, can you hear yourself?"

"They are!" Reece said. "They live together, share a bedroom; I'm telling you the sexual tension is very palpable." Ben raised an eyebrow and said nothing. Reece cleared his throat. "You're going to break up with me now, aren't you?”
― L.A. Gilbert, Witness

“What the—who the—what the fucking fuck?”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch

“As long as you're interested, that's all that matters."

"I'm interested. I'm fucking obsessed."

"That's it, baby." Ben whispered. "You fuck yourself on me. Feel me all the way inside."

"Oh, God," Reece gasped.

"You've no idea," Ben growled, "no idea what it does to me; how fucking possessive it makes me feel to see you bouncing on my cock.”
― L.A. Gilbert, Witness

“Oh man, Alex. That's sad. Seriously, mate, go get yourself laid."

"What?" He gave Baldrick a quick kiss on his little head--he didn't care how stupid he looked, he loved his ugly cat--and put him down on his kitty bed in the corner.

"Isn't that what single sad people do--get cats when they've given up on human companionship?”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch

“Alex smiled. Andy was a good mate.
“And they'll get a good laugh out of that black eye.” He grinned.
Alex glared; Andy was a dickhead”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch

“Aw, come on, admit it—you feel like Cinderella, don’t you?” “No, Darren, I don’t. And do you know why?” “No, sugar, you tell me why.” “Because I’m a man. I’ve got a big fat one and I like to fuck other guys.” Darren was laughing over the phone now, and it made Reece grin. “And Ben isn’t a prince, he’s a cop. A big, sexy cop who fucks like a machine. He’s a man. I’m a man. We’re men.” He nodded sharply. “Now fuck off. I’m arranging flowers.”
― L.A. Gilbert, Witness

“Actually, I wouldn't mind a Malibu and coke."

"You're having a fucking pint."

"Is my choice of drink too gay for you?"

"Malibu and coke is a pussy drink. Last I heard you were strictly anti-pussy.”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch

“My life didn't get good until I died, Alex. The very best part of it has been here in this flat, with you.”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch

“I told you. I'm hiding. I didn't want a repeat of last night you might have a heart attack or something.”“Yeah,cuz just the voice puts me much more at ease.”
There was a brief silence between them.
“You?re being sarcastic, aren?t you?”
― L.A. Gilbert

“How can it be alright? How can anything ever be alright when I can never tell you, never touch…?”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch

“The world, his world, had been robbed of this wonderful person. He’d now only be a part of the past, which made the present unbearable and the future a sick joke. Sid was dead. Sid was dead.”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch