Chance Mason Quotes

“So, I was thinkin’ of pickin’ up a job as a male stripper . It would be a way to meet women and earn money. Thoughts?” That should refocus his brother if no other way but him pausing to consider it. Quinn had undiagnosed ADHD, Chance was sure of it, and on occasion you had to refocus him. The same worked when Quinn went off on a tangent, you had to flash something bright to get him off the tangent, and in this case, the shiny was Chance becoming a stripper.”
― Alex Morgan

“As he slowed his speed, in reverence to his home, he noticed the long row of trees lining each side of the drive had started to bloom; adding to the beauty of the landscape. As long as he lived, taking the winding drive to the house would always warm his heart and feel like home.”
― Alex Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Chance looked over at Quinn as he explained the rules... again. Chance knew all of those things, hell, he had lived by them since he bedded his first woman. In the fact, he even added a rule of his own. He never, under any circumstances, went back for seconds with the women he slept with. He was infamous for pissing off women when they said something about him calling them, or seeing them again. Rather than pulling a dodging act most men learned at method which gained him adoration from other men and venom from women. No matter how progressive a woman claimed to be, the moment she realized she had just been fucked like she had never been fucked before or would ever be fucked again; they wanted to hang on. Chance had termed it the law of dickmitizing.”
― Alex Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Take his truck back to the house. You leave one mark on it, you fuck with it in any way, and I know where you live. I will beat you so bad your grandbabies will feel it. Understand?”
― Alex Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“You are a kitten. The name stays. You are the compact version of a wildcat, so it fits. Kitten.”
― Alex Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“He smiled at her and gave a reassuring wink. He couldn't help himself. Chance figured old habits die hard, but the fact was when he grinned at her, or winked, he wasn't trying to get into her pants. He truly grinned with her. She made him smile. She could prove to be a good friend.”
― Alex Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Once Chance put away the charm he had in abundance, she was surprised to find he was actually a decent guy. Maybe she could be friends with him.”
― Alex Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Chance worked lower to the steel bands of his abdomen and went lower still. His soap laden hand clasped his cock as his mind wandered to thoughts of Alyssa. She was the epitome of pain in the ass, but he liked that about her. She was sexy as hell with her attitude that screamed ten foot tall and bullet proof.”
― Alex Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Chance didn't have a fight lined up for a few weeks; which meant he had nothing to do —it was never good when Chance was left to his own devices. He didn't like alone. Alone reminded him of when his parents died, and he felt like he was abandoned by the people who were supposed to love him most. When he felt abandoned he sought out a connection which, usually, involved his dick. The time he was with a woman meant, at least for a little while, he wasn't alone.”
― Alex Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“She doesn't fall for my redneck-Romeo shit. You know her though, it's Alyssa Blair.”
― Alex Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Chance could share shit like that with his brother. Chance shared everything with his brother. To him, Quinn was some sort of superhero who occasionally got knee-walking drunk, told great stories, could crack a joke, and pissed him off from time to time.”
― Alex Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Hello ladies. If you form a line after I get my belly full, I will make sure you all get a dose of Chance. I'll knock those wrinkles right out. Mrs. Sellers, I will make sure to do that thing you like so much and always ask me for, since the hip replacement you can really get that leg up around your ears.”
― Alex Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Mrs. Roberts, you remember when Mr. Roberts was out of town and you had me over? The thing we did with the pie? Who would have thought I could eat a whole pie, but then again who would have thought you could hold an entire pie down, well, down there?”
― Alex Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Mrs. Conners I will take you last ‘cause I know you like it kinky. You are into some rough stuff and that black lacy teddy really is set off by all those blue veins on your thighs.”
― Alex Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“So, I was thinkin’ of pickin’ up a job as a male stripper . It would be a way to meet women and earn money. Thoughts?” That should refocus his brother if no other way but him pausing to consider it. Quinn had undiagnosed ADHD, Chance was sure of it, and on occasion you had to refocus him. The same worked when Quinn went off on a tangent, you had to flash something bright to get him off the tangent, and in this case, the shiny was Chance becoming a stripper”
― Shyloh Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Chance could share shit like that with his brother. Chance shared everything with his brother. To him, Quinn was some sort of superhero who occasionally got knee-walking drunk, told great stories, could crack a joke, and pissed him off from time to time.”
― Shyloh Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Mrs. Conners I will take you last ‘cause I know you like it kinky. You are into some rough stuff and that black lacy teddy really is set off by all those blue veins on your thighs”
― Shyloh Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Chance looked over at Quinn as he explained the rules... again. Chance knew all of those things, hell, he had lived by them since he bedded his first woman. In the fact, he even added a rule of his own. He never, under any circumstances, went back for seconds with the women he slept with. He was infamous for pissing off women when they said something about him calling them, or seeing them again. Rather than pulling a dodging act most men learned at method which gained him adoration from other men and venom from women. No matter how progressive a woman claimed to be, the moment she realized she had just been fucked like she had never been fucked before or would ever be fucked again; they wanted to hang on. Chance had termed it the law of dickmitizing.”
― Shyloh Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“You are a kitten. The name stays. You are the compact version of a wildcat, so it fits. Kitten.”
― Shyloh Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“He smiled at her and gave a reassuring wink. He couldn't help himself. Chance figured old habits die hard, but the fact was when he grinned at her, or winked, he wasn't trying to get into her pants. He truly grinned with her. She made him smile. She could prove to be a good friend”
― Shyloh Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Once Chance put away the charm he had in abundance, she was surprised to find he was actually a decent guy. Maybe she could be friends with him”
― Shyloh Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Chance worked lower to the steel bands of his abdomen and went lower still. His soap laden hand clasped his cock as his mind wandered to thoughts of Alyssa. She was the epitome of pain in the ass, but he liked that about her. She was sexy as hell with her attitude that screamed ten foot tall and bullet proof.”
― Shyloh Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“Chance didn't have a fight lined up for a few weeks; which meant he had nothing to do —it was never good when Chance was left to his own devices. He didn't like alone. Alone reminded him of when his parents died, and he felt like he was abandoned by the people who were supposed to love him most. When he felt abandoned he sought out a connection which, usually, involved his dick. The time he was with a woman meant, at least for a little while, he wasn't alone.”
― Shyloh Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“As he slowed his speed, in reverence to his home, he noticed the long row of trees lining each side of the drive had started to bloom; adding to the beauty of the landscape. As long as he lived, taking the winding drive to the house would always warm his heart and feel like home.”
― Shyloh Morgan, Chasing Midnight

“She doesn't fall for my redneck-Romeo shit. You know her though, it's Alyssa Blair”
― Shyloh Morgan, Chasing Midnight