Cole Bridge Quotes

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Debra Anastasia
“They kissed deeply, but she pushed him away when he started to get grabby. “No, seriously, let me get a shower. My vagina smells like a set of nuts.”
“Awesome.” Cole laughed.”
Debra Anastasia, Saving Poughkeepsie

Debra Anastasia
“I promise you, Cole Bridge, that in honor of the little child you once were, I will never forget that JB is a gift from God. I will honor his unique, gorgeous person with enough love for both him and the memory of a little boy who deserved so much more than he got, for as long as I live and beyond.”
She kissed his lips.
“Amen.”
He held her close and kissed her hard, her tears salty on both of their lips. “You are so much. I have no words.”
“I know,” she said. “I feel that way about you too.”
Debra Anastasia, Saving Poughkeepsie

Debra Anastasia
“Dear Lord, Please protect and guide Eve at her time of recovery. Life has given her a lot of emotional wounds, and now her physical body is mirroring this pain. Please take her hand and keep her safe. Let her live to lead a life that shows her the power of your love.”
Together they added, “Amen.”
Blake hated that it was all they could do right now.”
Debra Anastasia, Saving Poughkeepsie

Debra Anastasia
“Kyle whispered his name softly, like he was her air.”
Debra Anastasia, Saving Poughkeepsie

Debra Anastasia
“The handshake got a third arm as Blake joined in. It was magic for Beckett when it was like this. The world slowed down, almost on pause as he looked from face to face. He loved these men on such a fierce level, it’d probably scare them if they knew.”
Debra Anastasia

Debra Anastasia
“Cole had never been good with physical affection until her. Now his heart burned with their closeness—so much bigger and better than lust was this love.”
Debra Anastasia, Saving Poughkeepsie

Debra Anastasia
“What he had wanted the most as a child was a family, a family that treated him like a person and respected his space, his body, and his place in the world. He was never held with love until Mrs. D, who came along so many years into his childhood that he was almost out of it”
Debra Anastasia, Saving Poughkeepsie

Debra Anastasia
“Go home, talk about it together. Bake Christmas cookies and crap. Then tell me what you want to happen. Know that I’m yours. My loyalty, my soul is yours no matter what you decide. Crap, you can shoot me in the back, and I’ll never want anything but to be around you hookers.”
Blake stood and shook his head. “Nah, I don’t need time. I appreciate the place in Hawaii, and it would be great to go to—maybe for a vacation sometime? But I’m here. I’m not leaving you. You’re my family.”
Debra Anastasia, Saving Poughkeepsie

Debra Anastasia
“The men toasted their bottles, as they did when Mouse was mentioned. The part of their tattoo that no longer existed. The man had died on the job, protecting Blake because he was loyal to Beckett.
“And…” Cole shot Beckett a look.
“You’re unofficially known as Sparkles and Jesus.” Beckett squinted as Cole pretended to be offended.
“I think it’s only fair if we give you a nickname, Blake?” Cole asked.
Blake stood and added a log to the fire. It’d been burning steady since right after dinner. Being with his brothers like this was Beckett’s favorite. It his wildest dreams he never pictured getting to sit with them in a Blake’s backyard.”
Debra Anastasia

Debra Anastasia
“It’s us that should be thanking you. Not a day goes by that Cole and I don’t remember you’ve given your life for ours. Your heart is good. You are the man you seek to be. Never forget that. If it’s getting rough, think of what you’ve already accomplished. Trusting you got Cole and me the lives of our dreams.”
Debra Anastasia, Return to Poughkeepsie

Debra Anastasia
“He felt a little less paranoid, and Cole was right—they weren’t boys. They were men capable of taking care of their own. It came down to him wanting to do their dirty work for them. But they were good. They’d be fine. Instead he needed to work on getting the violence out of his system. It was his go-to drug. He actually couldn’t think of a conflict he hadn’t fought or killed his way out of. To stand in front of Eve again, he needed to handle himself differently.”
Debra Anastasia, Return to Poughkeepsie