Bijou Hunter > Quotes

“This date. You’re really giving me a chance, right? I need for you to be open to things and not just playing along because I said I would keep chasing. I need a real chance because you’ve got me all messed up inside.”

Staring up at Cooper, I held his gaze and forced a smile. “I like you a lot. I don’t think we make any sense, but I wish we did.”

“We could though,” he said, taking my hand. “You’re scared of all the surface stuff. The tats and the way I mouth off, but that’s surface. On the inside, I know you’re special. It’s why I need a chance.”

“I’m going on the date.”

Sighing, Cooper frowned. “Because I said I would basically stalk you until you said yes.”

“I don’t expect anything from tonight. Good or bad. I just want to see what happens. I’m giving you a chance.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Beast

“When I’m with you, I feel like a different kind of man. I feel better than I’ve ever felt, but a man with all that good in his heart can’t do what needs to be done. So I returned to the man who doesn’t feel. I know I hurt you by doing that, but it was what needed to be done for me to survive. What I do for Cooper is about making people bleed before they do the same to us. That kind of job won’t allow for mistakes just cause my heart belongs to a beautiful angel.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Knight

“If abducting the woman I loved was wrong, I didn’t want to be right.

A different guy might find a better way to make Raven listen. I wasn’t a different guy and I didn’t know how to be soft when imagining my woman fucking some loser. Hell, chloroform was as soft as I got when jealousy tore me apart.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Outlaw

“I don’t want kids.”
“Why?”
“My family has a genetic defect and I don’t want to pass it on.”
“What kind of defect?”
“We’re assholes.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Knight

“My inner caveman demands she knows I’m a good provider. I’ll get her the best booth, order any food she wants, kill potential predators, and buy her the best cave on the block. I’ll do whatever it takes to make Daisy smile at me.”
― Bijou Hunter, Bourbon Blues

“I want you to call me tonight when you’re at work,” I say, tense now. “Why?” “So I’ll know you’re safe.” “When do you want me to call?” “Every hour.” Sipping her lemonade, Shay grins. “Yeah, I’m not doing that.” “Why?” I grunt. “I’ll never remember. Besides, it’s a little excessive.” “I’ll call you every hour then.” Shay smiles wider. “Will we talk every hour or will you just ask if I’m dead then hang up once you get your answer?” I lean over and kiss her forehead. Her hair smells so good. I want it spread out across my pillows while I move inside her. I can barely sit still with my cock so hard. “I should get a room at the hotel, so you can spend your breaks with me.” Shay loses her smile. “No.” I run my fingers over her thigh. “I could help you count toilet paper rolls. Even take luggage to rooms for late night guests. How does that sound?” “You’re being weird.” “Is it weird to crave you?” Shay grins. “Yes. You’re weird.” I roll my eyes. “Fuck you for being addictive.” “I’m sorry my pussy is so addictive. Maybe there’s a twelve step program to help you.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“I’d go wherever your sister is and bring her here so you wouldn’t be alone.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Beast

“Don’t give your heart to him, Shay,” Darby says softly. “Ford won’t keep it safe. No one ever kept his heart safe growing up and he doesn’t know how to treat anyone any better. It’s not his fault he’s not a good man, but it’ll be your fault if you expect him to be one.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“I don’t like country music.”
"No one does. We listen to it to piss off other people.”
― Bijou Hunter, Snake Charmer

“Your name is Jake and you’re real”
[...]
“Your name is Mia and you’re mine”
― Bijou Hunter, Gator

“Oh, and don’t even fucking think of cheating. If I catch you cheating, I’ll cut the bitch’s face off and sew it onto your face. That way, if you want to see your bitch so much, you can just look in the mirror.”
― Bijou Hunter, Junkyard Dog

“I want you,” he whispered, holding my face with both hands. “Fuck that. I need you, Farah. I need to help you knock down all of those walls. I promise it’ll be great if you trust me.”
“I do.”
“You do,” he said, his eyes locked on mine. “I feel you lowering another wall and nothing feels better.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Beast

“Cricket shakes her head. “I’m never getting married.” “Jinxed yourself, hug-a-baloo. Everyone knows once you state something as a fact the universe immediately decides you must be proven wrong.” Cricket”
― Bijou Hunter, Junkyard Dog

“What the fuck was that about?” Vaughn said, standing over me.
“I pissed him off.”
Dark blue eyes flicking to the restroom, Vaughn reached back and scratched at his shoulder. “All I know is when Judd came back from Texas, he was all hollowed out. Like a ghost, I guess. This morning before his bitch fit, he looked alive again. Whatever you said or did, can’t be that big a deal compared to the shit mood he’s been in lately.”
Glancing at the restroom, I wanted to go back to before I said the words. My honesty ruined our happy morning.
“You can’t take it personally,” Vaughn added when I just stared at the restroom. “You know how moody Judd is. Always crying and bitching about something. A freaking drama queen.”
Grinning, I looked up at him. “Thank you.”
“Men like us aren’t used to pretty girls looking at them like you look at Judd. He’s not sure what to do with you and you’re just gonna have to be patient while he figures shit out.”
“Okay,” I said, studied him. Whereas Judd hid a deep sorrow and iced heart behind his walls, I sensed Vaughn concealed a barely contained rage. He smiled easily enough, but it was a ruse. Just like Judd who acted like the world didn’t touch him, Vaughn faked his exterior to avoid showing anything to the world.
“Why do they call you Outlaw?” I asked.
Vaughn sighed. “Because it’s better than calling me dead man walking.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You don’t need to, darlin. The drama queen returns.”
When Judd appeared next to me, his expression was unreadable while kissing me softly. When he pulled away, his gaze flickered to Vaughn. “Thanks.”
“You are so premenstrual sometimes.”
Grinning, Judd sat down across from me then glanced at Vaughn. “Fuck off.”
Vaughn leaned his hip against the side of the booth and sized me up. “What is it about the Smith sisters that makes otherwise strong men lose their balls?”
“I have no idea and I’m out of sisters, so I guess you’re out of luck.”
“Thank the Lord too. I like my balls attached.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Knight

“I know it’s a mistake, but I’m falling for you.” “I know and it’s fucking beautiful.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“Aiming low is why you’re a happy person.”
― Bijou Hunter, Junkyard Dog

“Let me tell you a story,” he says, leaning closer until his lips are an inch from my ear. “Once upon a time, there was a hot piece of tail who dressed like a boy. She wore flannel and baggy jeans and trucker hats. She kept all her pretty curves hidden, but no one was fooled especially not my dick. The end.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“CANDY: I learned long ago not to give a flying f*ck what strangers thought about me. H*ll, I only mildly care what my friends think. Life is too short to stress others’ opinions.”
― Bijou Hunter, Junkyard Dog

“When you smile, it’s like the world is perfect. But when you say that ugly shit about yourself, I can barely keep from tearing this world apart for hurting you the way it has.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Knight

“My old lady wouldn’t like me putting a dead chick under our house. She’s real particular about smells.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“You like to say fucking a lot, don’t you?” I muttered while adding the sweatpants to the cart.
“It’s like verbal salt. I enjoy sprinkling it on everything.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Knight

“My inner caveman demands she knows I'm a good provider. I'll get her the best booth, order any food she wants, kill potential predators, and buy her the best cave on the block".”
― Bijou Hunter, Bourbon Blues

“Aaron sketched up a tattoo design for me. We’ll start on it soon, but he thinks I can’t handle all the pain in one sitting, so he’s breaking it into parts.”
“What’s the tattoo of and where will it be?” he asked, glancing over my breasts.
“A fallen angel and it won’t be on my boobs, Judd.”
Laughing at my tone, he didn’t seem to hear the first part. I saw when the words registered. “Why fallen?” he asked, his gaze harder now.
Holding his gaze, I refused to back down. “You know.”
“Fuck you for thinking that makes you fallen.”
“Fuck you for thinking you know what I am.”
Judd suddenly laughed. “What?”
Grudgingly, I smiled. “Whatever. You’re irritating me.”
“Where’s the tat going to be? Something around your heart shaped ass maybe?”
“Heart shaped?”
Judd wiggled his eyebrows at me. “I love that damn ass of yours. Shit, this morning when you walked over to get your clothes, I about jizzed myself.”
“Yummy. Best breakfast conversation ever.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Knight

“My lips take control, and they’re anything but tentative. Desperate for her to accept everything I offer, I realize I’m falling for Daisy in a way she better be ready for.”
― Bijou Hunter, Bourbon Blues

“I’ve been with thousands of women and you claimed the one night that you fucked four hundred billion men,” I say and Shay smiles slightly. “Out of all those people, you’re the only one that makes my heart hurt. Do you know how stupid I feel saying my heart hurts? I feel like a damn pussy, but I’m saying the words because they’re true.” “I give you heart trouble,” Shay whispers. “You own my heart. I don’t know if that’s the same thing though.” “For me, it is.”
― Bijou Hunter, Little Memphis

“If your pop had dumped me, I wouldn't have moved on either. He was mine, and no other man would do. Holding onto what I loved wouldn't have made me weak. It'd make me strong enough to be alone rather than with a man who gives me less than I need.”
― Bijou Hunter

“I like the ocean,” [...] “It feels like forever and I can breathe. When I’m near the ocean, I’m free of the swamp in a way no other place allows.”
― Bijou Hunter, Gator

“We should have sex.”
“We will,” he said, giving me a grin. “Not the way you mean.”
“Come again?”
“And again and again.”
Rolling my eyes, I ignored his grin. “Do you want to go somewhere and have sex?”
“Sex sounds too clinical.”
“Fuck then.”
Judd frowned. “No, I fuck other women. I don’t know what it would be called with you. Sex sounds like how my mom whispers the word though.”
“So do you want to go somewhere?”
“No.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re not looking at me like you did in the parking lot that day. You’re looking at me like this is an errand you need to run. The Arby’s you need to get out of your system. I want you to look at me like you did that day.”
“I don’t know how I looked at you.”
“Don’t expect me to imitate the facial expression. I only have three of them and I’m not angry or coming. That only leaves the expression you’re looking at right now.”
“You’re too fucking precious with all your sweet talk.”
Judd’s eyes narrowed, but I saw him fighting a grin.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Knight

“These days, kids need to be sensitive and care about others. Not even fake-caring either, but they’re actually expected to worry about everyone’s every feeling. Children basically have to behave as no adult has behaved ever.”
― Bijou Hunter, Junkyard Dog

“Look, you and I are in the same boat,” he said softly. “We’re loners in the crew. Unlike Bailey, we don’t want to hook-up for good. We just want to let off some steam. We could be friends with benefits.”
“Fuck buddies, huh?”
“I like your term better,” Vaughn said, giving a flash of anger at the men still eyeing us. “I might need to leave you, so I can kick their asses.”
“I think I can manage without you.”
“Was that a masturbation hint?”
“No, but you bring up a very good point. I could blow off steam on my own.”
Vaughn finished his beer then smiled. “I’ll give you oral. No vibrator in the world can say the same.”
Holding his gaze, I was silent until finishing my beer. Finally, I gave Vaughn a smile and nodded. “One night of empty awesome sex. Tomorrow, we act like acquaintances, not even friends. I want to be someone you barely remember exists.”
“No problem, gingersnap. Do you like Harleys? Mine really likes snuggling between a hot girl’s thighs.”
“Stop while you’re ahead.”
Standing up, Vaughn held out a hand. I ignored his gesture and stood up on my own. When I noticed the two guys still watching us, I flipped them off before taking Vaughn’s arm.
“Like they ever had a chance,” I muttered and Vaughn’s smile grew.
“Takes a special man to talk a girl out of abstinence.”
“Whatever you need to tell yourself.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Outlaw