Return To Poughkeepsie Quotes

“Ready?” he asked. He motioned for her to look to the sky.
She’d been on enough long walks with her father to know it was time to open her mind. Their times in nature usually held a secret surprise. It could be anything, really—a rainbow touching the snow or heart-shaped shade cast by a pair of trees. Anything. Today, the gift was being outside the second it started to snow.
“Ooh, Daddy! Look, it’s like a salt shaker!” She stuck her tongue out for the newborn snowflakes.
Blake followed her lead. Snow tasted sweeter with Emme around.”
― Debra Anastasia, Return to Poughkeepsie

“His heart overflowed with good intentions but his fists felt best covered in blood.”
― Debra Anastasia, Return to Poughkeepsie

“Tell me I’m enough for you,” he demanded. “Can you be with me even though I’m so wrong?” She was satin and warmth. The way she squeezed, he was desperate to move, pound, inject her.
She looked at him. “This is. You are. I can’t do this any more if it’s not with you. So please fuck me straight to hell.”
― Debra Anastasia, Return to Poughkeepsie

“How she could walk out his door, that she was strong enough to break the connection his body was glued into, even when she wasn’t there, had stunned him stupid. He’d always figured they’d drown together in the endlessness of their attraction. He loved her so much—it was like the devil himself was squeezing his heart. And she’d said she loved him…” Beckett Taylor #ReturntoPoughkeepsie”
― Debra Anastasia, Return to Poughkeepsie

“I can’t do this anymore if it’s not with you. Fuck me straight to hell." ~Eve to Beckett”
― Debra Anastasia

“I promised in my head to leave you be. And when I saw you…I was supposed to be man enough to turn you away. Fuck, I’m not a horny teenager. It’s just you.” He finally did stand. “You break me. You break everything I think I stand for.”
― Debra Anastasia, Return to Poughkeepsie

“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

“Livia called out, "Slutenstien! I’m home."

"I’m up here, cock dribble,” Kyle replied.”
― Debra Anastasia

“Livia came close to kiss the baby’s head and then Blake’s lips. “Thank you.”

“For burping him?” Blake leaned forward to kiss her forehead.

She shook her head. “For fighting for this. For us. Every day.”

“It’s an honor, Mrs. Hartt.” Blake shifted back to his easy sway, keeping the baby locked in his slumber.”
― Debra Anastasia

“Eve hugged him and whispered in his ear, "Careful. I'm fatal." He needed to remember that warning.
He whispered back, holding her hair so she couldn’t squirm away, “Jesus. It’s like you said that directly to my balls.”
She laughed so hard at his unexpected reply.”
― Debra Anastasia

“I’m never opposed to sexual favors as payment.” He wrapped her ponytail around his fist, leaning close to her ear.

“I’m too exhausted to kick your ass. Drop my hair. You know better.”
― Debra Anastasia

“Sometimes you can save someone’s whole world just by smiling at them. Kindness is one of those things that has immense value to the person experiencing it.”
― Debra Anastasia

“It felt real, seeing his friend like that. It was like a gift. He wasn’t into spiritual bullshit, but damn. "Damn. That Mouse had become his friend was a gift, but a curse as well. If he’d left that whole situation alone, would Mouse — would James — have had a better life? A different outcome?”
― Debra Anastasia, Return to Poughkeepsie

“But if all this time between them had taught him anything, it was that they were orbiting the same fate. Together, always together, even when physically apart.”
― Debra Anastasia, Return to Poughkeepsie

“How she could walk out his door, that she was strong enough to break the connection his body was glued into, even when she wasn’t there, had stunned him stupid. He’d always figured they’d drown together in the endlessness of their attraction. He loved her so much—it was like the devil himself was squeezing his heart. And she’d said she loved him…”
― Debra Anastasia, Return to Poughkeepsie

“Time was a villain who couldn’t be forgotten, but infamy would last forever.”
― Debra Anastasia

“She was losing it. Needing to harden, hating that she was out of control and sloppy, she punched the leather. He needed to apologize. He needed to stop the fucking car and kiss her. She had to slap him. Eve didn’t realize how badly she’d been craving this man.”
― Debra Anastasia, Return to Poughkeepsie