Cassie Mae Quotes

Absence makes the clitoris grow fonder.

He's totally caught me, and I'm never letting him toss me back.

We're going to be married and hardly touch each other and have to work and work and never have any fun and we're just going to be okay with it because that's how life is and that's how relationships g...

Okay, you gotta be nice to him, I say, coaxing the white fur-ball into my hands. I will, Nate says, and I smile over my shoulder. I was actually talking to Mr. Pippi. He's a bit of a butthole.

I grin, placing my hand back on my mug. A piece of stray blonde hair falls from my ponytail and tickles my bare shoulder. I hereby declare this the first official Naked Sunday.

It's better than I imagined--and I imagined it a lot. Tucked away in a corner at school. On the track during gym class. In his car. On the street by my house. In a fancy restaurant. During dance class...

My back slams against the oven door, and I cover my face and cry. I cry so hard I can't breathe.

I was just, uh...looking at your bush.

He makes me go crazy inside all the way to the outside.

You should know by now, you're more than my Friday night. You're... You're everything.

How'd you sleep?Like I was in paradise.I have no problems with you calling my body paradise. Do me a favor and spread the word. Chicks love that shit.

I want to meet him. Perhaps show him my gun collection.I laugh, realizing my face still isn't dry as the chuckles send tears off the bottom of my chin. You don't have a gun collection.My cutlery, then...

My whole paycheck is going to Campbell’s. Thank you, Pepé Le Pew.

I love you.Why? I ask, eyes drifting closed already.Because I can't picture a life without you, he whispers so low I barely catch it. I don't want to.I smile as much as I can with how sleepy I am. He...

He goes to start the car for me again, leaning so close his breath tickles my neck. My head goes fuzzy as I picture him closing the distance between our bodies, forgetting I'm supposed to be doing som...

I've been checking you out since we were freshmen.?Do you even have to ask? I laugh as a string of colorful handkerchiefs falls into my hand when I pull it from his pocket.

Every Wolverine fan knows who that is.

Code Red. Code Red. Ryan on top of Lexie. Must keep teasing her or tickle her or say something. But don't just stare at her. Don't look into her deep brown yes...her golden browns. Don't pay attention...

The twitch of his smile grows. So... we're basically arguing over who gets to be more selfless in this marriage.I smile too. Basically.

I her. I need to feel her lips against mine. Taste her lip gloss. Know what it feels like to have her this close without holding back. I need her to need me too.