Quotes by Eli Easton

Michael scrambled around again and kissed James’s lips and cheeks in brief, silly pecks.“Breakfast?”“You offering or ordering?” James grumbled.“I’m offering to cook if you’re offering up the groceries. Do you have eggs?”“No, I have sperm. What the hell do they teach you in school these days?”Michael giggled. “Chicken eggs, wise ass. In your refrigerator.

Dont worry about what other people think. Do what makes you happy. Do whatever it takes to make the people in your life happy. Court joy as if it were the air that you needed to breath[e].

Crying. Milo was crying. It was a soft, muffled sound, but Jasons ears were quite powerful and the house was otherwise quiet. It sounded something like sobs and something like a dogs throat-whine. Aw. Hell.

Say yes, Jordan,” he said, shifting closer.“No,” I said.Owen smiled. “Close enough.” And then he kissed me.

He could inspire ballads. He could inspire wars.

I guess I might be bi-curious, Ben said quietly.What?I said I could be sorta bi-curious, Ben said loudly. Thats someone who is fundamentally straight but is curious about sex with

Joshua tried to find the right words to explain how things were--how theyd always been. Its like... prairie dogs.Ben quirked an eyebrow at him.You see the holes. N you know the dogs are around, even if you dont see the dogs themselves.What the hell are you talkin about?Gay. Cowboys. Theyre there. Like a lot of single cowboys, they go into Billings once a month, only they aint there so see women. Theres no point in flingin yourself around in public, s all.

Michael looked embarrassed. “No, I don’t really… I mean in real life, I don’t do that. I read BDSM once in a while, but honestly, I prefer the sweeter romances.”“Sure. I believe you. Bondage Ben.”“Stop it.” Michael laughed.“Cracky McCracken.” James flicked an invisible whip.“I am not! I’m more like Nick Normal.”“Nipple Clamp Ned.”“Vince Vanilla.”James gave him a dubious look and snorted. “I doubt that very much.”Michael shrugged with an evil little smile. “Well, maybe not entirely vanilla.

What you are to me is the guy that I’ve been madly in love with since sixth grade. You’re the guy I think about every night when I’m in bed by myself. You’re the one who doesn’t want me but insists on keeping me tied so close that I can’t have anyone else, who keeps one hand on my collar and the other hand up his girlfriend’s skirt. And I can’t do it anymore!” ~ Jordy

And it means naught to you to obey your fathers orders? Where is your fealty? Christian felt his face flush with a surge of bitter rage. I keep faith with those who have kept faith with me. William shook his head in disbelief. God save me from ever having sons like you. I would wish it on no man, Christian said sincerely.

I’m not a serpent, Father. I’m a crow.