Quotes from Amy Lane

Crick grimaced and looked away. "Talk about being gay, you big, queer bastard—I swear you just made me all verklempt.

I'm a whore, Jackson. How can he trust me if I'm a whore?" "Whoring's honest work, if an honest man does it," Jackson had replied. "Why me? Why'd you send me to come help him?" "I don't know. I figured you were ready to get out of the life, and he'd just been dumped in the hospital. I mean, hurt guy, pretty nurse—at the very least I thought you two could become friends.

Ellery couldn't ask for anything more. In his entire life, he couldn't recall ever wanting anything with the purity and the passion that he wanted time, so much more time, with Jackson.

Gay porn is for gay men and straight women, I'm not telling you something you don't know.

It was the cherry Vaseline, wasn't it?" she asked, and then continued without waiting for an answer. "What—did you guys use it as lube or something?

And then crumpled on a muffled shriek, because he'd hit a stud in a load-bearing wall and broken three bones in his wrist and hand.

Sammy, I worked construction for three years. I don't know if I can be any less gay, and I am too gay for this place.

Mackey stretched out on Trav's sheets almost defiantly, one knee drawn up, his cock larger than Trav had expected now that it was hard and extended up over his thigh.

this moment, this moment here, when his lover was making shushing noises in his ear, that wasn't always guaranteed, now was it?

Not every day is going to be this good." Trav kissed his chest. "No," he said softly. "Let's make sure we remember this one, okay?" "For how long?" Trav asked, half-playful, half-serious. "Forever. Until tomorrow. When I fall in love with you again.

there a tiny tribe on an island in the South Pacific that is being destroyed by climate change and does not get any sort of technology that does

Well, maybe just for now. I… I'll be honest. A young guy—Rivers—kept coming by, talking about how he'd make sure the guy who took out Castor got a fair hearing. I was…." His father shrugged. "I was thinking about it, Seth. I hate that you're… you're afraid while you're here.

Taylor's swallow on the other end of the phone was audible. "They named her Taylor." Brandon's smile burned at the back of his eyes. "She'll have a lot to live up to.

They were taken from a bridge—the Sunshine Skyway,

Did you not know these things would maybe, I don't know, benefit you when we're fighting a war where camels are a form of transportation?

Even if I leave you, I won't leave you, okay? Even if you carry the casket and have to say goodbye and find someone else to love, I'll still be with you, okay? I meant it. Always. You hear?

They stood back the Friday after Christmas and looked it over, both of them sweaty and filthy and really, really glad that they could turn the water back on after the incident with the water main when they were replacing the toilet. "We did good,

Promise me that if you ever leave me again, you'll shoot me in the head while I sleep before you go.

Yelling, 'Fire in the hole!' and blowing your brains through a straw?

Got used to you," he mumbled. "You and me, we lived together. I loved that. It's hard when you're gone." "We still live together," Aiden

My armor's tarnished and I shot your horse—I think you can skip the dress. What do you want to hear?

The Fox News channel?" he asked under his breath as he and Lance cleaned off the table enough to set the pizza on. "Like… the Fox News channel?

I'll be on the couch, bleeding through a number two pencil.

God, two concussions in a year. Ellery was going to make him wear a helmet to go to the bathroom, and Jackson would totally deserve it.