120 Quotes by Cambria Hebert

That dude is a class-A douche nozzle."-Braeden

So what do they got on you?" he asked, taking my bag back to the table."What?" I replied, spinning around to glare at him."You know… Why do you have to tutor me?" He sat down and placed my bag right between his legs on the floor."The dean said it was a requirement of my scholarship.""You have a scholarship?" duh. "Didn't I just say that?" I snapped. I was immediately contrite, but Romeo grinned. "Yeah."- Romeo & Rimmel

Romeo had the attention span of a slice of bread. Which is none at all.Every time I start to explain something, it's like not only his eyes glazed over, but his entire body. At one point, I wondered if it were possible for him to be asleep with his eyes open.And God, he smelled good.

You’re a fireman?” I asked. “You’re the one who…?” He nodded. “I’m a firefighter.” “You threw me into a pool.” I scowled. He grinned. “You were on fire.” “Well, there is that,” I allowed.

You saved my life.” “All in a day’s work,” he said, giving a little shrug. “Should I call the nurse?” I asked. Alarm wiped the barely there smirk off his face and stiffened his posture. He leaned a little closer, those eyes sweeping over my body. “Are you in pain?” “We might need something for swelling,” I replied. “I’ve never seen anyone’s head grow so much so fast.

When his pointer finger trailed toward my belly button, I jumped and stepped back. I was so close to the bed that my legs folded and I ended up falling onto the mattress. My shoulder screamed in protest, and I bit down on my lip to keep from crying out. “I—uh…” he said, stumbling over his words, his cheeks turning slightly pink. I pushed up onto one elbow. “Sorry for feeling me up?” I finished for him. He grinned. “That wasn’t feeling you up. When I feel you up, you’ll know it.

It’s no fair,” I said. He looked at me with a quizzical look in his eyes and tilted his head to the side. “You get to touch me, but I can’t touch you.” His smile was slow and sly. “Good. I don’t want to share this moment. Not even with you. I’m going to be purely selfish right now, Katie. I’ve been longing to touch you like this since that first night you stayed here. This is my turn. Your turn can wait.

Thank you,” he said softly, pulling back and wiping away a stray tear on my cheek. “For what?” “For withstanding the heat. For fighting for your life. Because without you, everything in my life would be cold.

She put a hand up to her scars, whispering, "Your love comes with a heavy price tag.