129 Quotes by Bijou Hunter

BODIE: We're friends, and only evil sluts mess with their friends' men. Even their ex-men.

You tempt the devil,” he whispered then laid his head down and sighed. “Angels always do.

Men suck,” Bailey said, nodding supportively then frowning at Vaughn. “Why do you suck so much? Too much ball toxins?” “Sounds about right,” he muttered, rolling another strike. “Girls get PMS. Guys get ball toxins. Common knowledge.

I like the carrot cake,” Maddy announced and Tucker nodded. “Fucking hillbillies,” I muttered. “We really do love our carrot cake.

Can I come?” Sawyer asked, appearing from the yard. “We don’t know where we’re going.” “I don’t care. Tuck is bringing the baby over. It’ll cry and everyone will pay attention to it and ignore me.” “I know the feeling of being replaced,” Bailey said, smirking at her sister. “Little kids suck.” Sawyer rolled her eyes and looked at me. “Can I come?” “What do you want to do?” “We could barhop and scope out hot guys.” I frowned at Bailey who shrugged. “I didn’t teach her that.

Man, he’s lucky I couldn’t track down his ass or I’d have kicked it so hard that he’d be shitting from his mouth.

I want you,” he whispered, holding my face with both hands. “Fuck that. I need you, Farah. I need to help you knock down all of those walls. I promise it’ll be great if you trust me.” “I do.” “You do,” he said, his eyes locked on mine. “I feel you lowering another wall and nothing feels better.

Her name was Lark and she was my muse.

You like to say fucking a lot, don’t you?” I muttered while adding the sweatpants to the cart. “It’s like verbal salt. I enjoy sprinkling it on everything.