Amy Daws > Quotes

“Sex appeal wasn’t created in a gym with weights and treadmills. No, it was born in powerful, grungy garages where men, real fucking men worked with their hands. Where they got so dirty, they had to use a special manly soap to clean themselves up. You can’t find that shit at Bath & Body. Pure fucking testosterone.”
― Amy Daws, Wait With Me

“not here for a long time, we’re here for a good time.”
― Amy Daws, Nine Month Contract

“Seriously though, why am I naked?" I ask her one last time.
"You said-and I quote, I want to feel the breeze of the house-air on my skin as I walk up three flights of stairs. I've never done that before. Bucket list! Unquote.”
― Amy Daws, A Broken Us

“That’s a Scot for you. They’re overbearing, loud-mouthed, no boundary-having, spirited animals who are sweet, cosy cuddlers one minute and beating the fuck out of someone who looks at them sideways the next. Or perhaps that’s just Mac?”
― Amy Daws, Blindsided

“I level him with a stare and angrily state, “I am a short, round Cornish seamstress with a West Country accent that only gets thicker when I’m flustered. I’m obsessed with cats, and my freckles look like the Milky Way galaxy on a clear night.” “I love your freckles!” he barks, splaying one hand out on the counter and using his other hand to bop my nose. “They make me want to play connect the dots on your wee face.”
― Amy Daws, Blindsided

“I’m drowning. I’m drowning in deep, dark, delirious destiny. I’m in a place I never want to leave. A place I never want to say goodbye to. A place I never want to let go. Just sinking further and further into a world I’ve never known.”
― Amy Daws, Challenge

“Sometimes when you love someone too much, your heart is louder than your head.”
― Amy Daws, Surrender

“We all have that bitchy little voice that tells us lies about ourselves. Lies that we think are true.”
― Amy Daws, Blindsided

“I’m sorry, I get emotional when I’m hungry. You know how some people get hangry? Hungry and angry? I get emongry. Emotional and hungry. It’s a thing. I got them to enter it in Urban Dictionary.”
― Amy Daws, Wait With Me

“Meaningful change is always painful. It's always resisted. And it's always awkward.”
― Amy Daws, Not The One

“One of these days, I won't have a painful deadline! That's a lie, I probably always will.”
― Amy Daws, Challenge

“When I put together a spreadsheet and see everything laid out all pretty and perfect...it’s better than sex.”
― Amy Daws, Nine Month Contract

“when a girl who you’ve been fucking for months still makes your dick hard just by wearing a cute little dress, it makes it really damn hard for a decent guy to be a gentleman.”
― Amy Daws, Wait With Me

“Josh hands me a bottle of water while cracking a beer for himself. I eye it enviously. "Tell me what it tastes like. Describe in in vivid detail."

"It's IPA," he grumbles, wincing slightly at his first sip, "which means it tastes like piss."

I sigh dopily. "Sounds magical.”
― Amy Daws, One Moment Please

“I already have your niece’s approval, and I gather that counts for a lot around here.” Not to mention, he let me meet his pet goat.”
― Amy Daws, Nine Month Contract

“Your body is everything I fucking want.” He leans down and presses a soft kiss to my lips. “Your curves.” Kiss to my shoulder. “Your dimples.” Kiss to my neck. “Your softness.” Kiss to my breasts, and my belly, and my…oh my fucking God, he’s on his knees. “Your heat,” he murmurs against my legs before hooking his fingers into the waistband of my knickers.”
― Amy Daws, Blindsided

“But is it good to monetize things we love? We might risk not loving it if we start to put deadlines and money labels on it.”
― Amy Daws, Last on the List

“If you were mine and wearing that, I would shag you all night so you were too weak to go out and show everybody my property.” “Your property?” Freya lets out a peal of laughter. “Well luckily, I’m not your property so you don’t need to worry about it.” “You are mine,” I state, stepping closer to her and grabbing her by the arms. “You’re mine for the next month, and I’d be grateful if you would be willing to accept that.”
― Amy Daws, Blindsided

“I see you now and I can't look away”
― Amy Daws, Endurance

“Even when I'm in charge. She has all the power.”
― Amy Daws, Surrender

“You’re gorgeous, Freya, and your inner voice is an evil, lying cunt.”
― Amy Daws, Blindsided

“Did you say ‘best mate’?” He shrugs. “Aye, you have been nearly since the second we met, which is why I want my teammates to know you. You’re my wee treasure, and I’m right proud of you.”
― Amy Daws, Blindsided

“There's been a void in my life these last few years, and I think it was the absence of her. God I've missed her.”
― Amy Daws, Keeper

“All I’m thinking about is how quickly I’m liking this girl. About how confusing these feelings are for me because even though she’s so cool and awesome and sexy and fun, I still don’t know if I’m ready for more. My heart and my head are at complete odds with each other, and I don’t know which one knows best.”
― Amy Daws, Wait With Me

“I’m scared of Indie. She’s small, but she has that ginger blood in her and that shit is unpredictable.”
― Amy Daws, Endurance

“Fletcher Mountain is one kitten away from being a petting zoo. Stop fooling yourself and call your lady so she can come save this fucking fuzzball.”
― Amy Daws, Nine Month Contract

“I don't want you to dominate me, Sloan. I just want to surrender to you.”
― Amy Daws, Surrender

“Trust me, I can handle each bit of you every day of the week and twice on Sundays.”
― Amy Daws, Nine Month Contract

“I glance up and nearly squeal in shock as the same hunky mechanic stares down at me.

How did he see me back here? This spot is super secluded, and no one ever sits here.

“Can I help you?” I ask, pulling my earbuds out and taking in the broad width of his shoulders. Today, Mr. Book Boyfriend is wearing blue jeans and a black, fitted Tire Depot T-shirt. He’s much cleaner than he was yesterday in his dirty coveralls that made me reconsider the profession of my current book hero.

“You’re back,” he states knowingly, his stunning blue eyes drinking in my yoga pants, T-shirt, and a baseball cap.

“I, um…had an issue with one of my tires. The guys are fixing it.”

“Which guys?” he asks, crossing his tan, sculpted arms over his chest. I have to crane my neck back completely to even reach his face he’s so tall.

“I’m not really sure.”

“Okay, well, which car?” he inquires, running a hand through his trim black hair. Damn, he’s really got that tall, dark, and handsome thing down to a T. He looks almost Mediterranean. Le swoon!

I swallow slowly. “Um…I drive a Cadillac SRX.”

“A Cadillac?” He barks out a small laugh. “Isn’t that kind of an old lady car?”

My brows furrow. “It’s not an old lady car. It’s a luxury SUV. It’s wonderful. I have heating and cooling seats.”

“Well, if you have that kind of money to spend on a vehicle, you should look at a Lexus or a BMW. Much more sexy feel to the body. You’d look pretty damn hot driving a Lexus LX.”

“Maybe I’m not trying to look hot. Maybe I like looking like an old lady.” That was a really unhot thing to say, but Book Boyfriend booms with laughter and squats down next to me.”
― Amy Daws, Wait With Me

“He sighs heavily. “Remind me what your boobies look like. It’s been hours, and I’ve forgotten already.” I hit him with an unamused stare. “If I show you my boobs, will you stop moping?” He shrugs sadly. I sit up and lift my nightgown, giving my breasts a hearty shake before lowering it and snuggling back under the covers.”
― Amy Daws, Blindsided