Brooklyn Cate > Quotes

“After a minute or two, I ease up on the hand job because if we do end up hitting a tree, I’ll end up having cockblocked myself, which would suck.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“I guess we’re gonna be roommates.”
“Don’t sound so excited,” I shoot back. “I have to share my space with you now.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“I guess they’re hoping he could be bi.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“I don’t care that he’s the hottest man I’ve ever laid eyes on. He’s practically a priest. Probably never fucked another guy, either. He’s way too good to get dirty.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“How ironic that the reason why I woke up with a smile on my face is the same one making me want to throw a fist through his car window. Saint Sam, my ass. I was right about him being the fucking Devil. Except he’s not the only one with darkness in him. And he’d better watch his back. Beware the pitchfork, dickbag.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“Life is all about choices, and I’ve made some pretty spectacularly bad ones lately. But I guess this is part of my penance.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“What a freaking viper. I didn’t think they let groupies back here. Isn’t this supposed to be a private room?”
“With tits like that, you can get access to pretty much anywhere.”
“I didn’t think you paid attention to big boobies, B.”
I roll my eyes. “I’m gay, not blind. And yeah, they’re damn impressive. Good for him.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“I knew there were sparks between us when we first met, but I had no idea that they’d materialize into such an epically earth-moving fuckfest.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“Karma is a real bitch.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“I melt a little just looking at him.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“And to think I could have probably just gotten up and pissed Sam off to the point of fucking me again instead of doing the job myself.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“Oooh. Yes. Me, my fake boyfriend, and the kiss that’s burned into my memory forever.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“I can’t imagine anyone with a shred of sanity wanting to be around you.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“Don’t kiss me. There’s nothing intimate about this. Nothing at all,” I say. “I don’t like you.”
“And I can’t fucking stand you,” he mutters.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“I’ve been fucked before. But what just happened? Shit, that was a mind bending, otherworldly kind of fucking. Dark, angry, passionate. I didn’t think Sam had it in him. And then all of a sudden, it was in me.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“Sam Hartley. Tight end for the Oakland Saints. Hot as fuck and built like a brick shithouse.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“Remember we’re supposed to be here for the kids, not a dick measuring contest.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“Suddenly, it looks like he’s trying to kill me with his mind.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“I think I have ever since you attacked the guy who stabbed me that night in the hospital.”
A light breaks over Sam’s face. “I’ve loved you since that night in the chapel two years ago. And I always knew we’d find each other again.”
“This time, I won’t let go.”
“Me either.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“I know it takes a lot, but it’ll be worth it.”
His lips lift. “It has been so far.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“Words are like weapons. They can do irreversible damage and cause deep scars that will never heal, no matter how hard you try.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“Fuck, you’re gonna make me drive into a tree.”
“Maybe it’ll make you drive faster so I can get you naked.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“You’re impervious to death. Kind of like cockroaches.”
I make a face at him. “Never been compared to a roach before.”
“Maybe not to your face.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“So this is what it feels like to be dumped,” Jack muses, stroking his chin. “Not loving it.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“Fuck, it makes my heart dance in my chest. Happiness. Pure happiness. His eyes glitter like Fourth of July sparklers, his smile stretching from ear to ear. I did that.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“And you’d put me to sleep with all your do-goodness. I’d taint you, Angel. Stain you so bad, you’d never get clean.”
“Jesus Christ, what a fucking charmer you are.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“You’re kind of a pain in the ass.”
“Damn. That’s the best you can do?” Brixton chuckles. “I’m disappointed. I figured you’d have a lot more colorful shit to say about me.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“It fuels my resolve. It assures me that I will not break. I will not bend. And no fucking way will I bow.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End

“be”
― Brooklyn Cate, Go Deep

“My pulse jumps into my throat under his heated gaze and right now, I can’t tell if he wants to kiss me or choke me. It could go either way. Not gonna lie, I feel the same way about him at this second.”
― Brooklyn Cate, Tight End