Shaye Evans Quotes

#1. I'll see you later," I murmured.
"Yeah." Our foreheads pressed together. Our lips lingered half an inch apart. Thin ropes of dark hair hung over his forehead as sweat glistened across his face in the streetlights.
"Love you."
"Love you more," he murmured.

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#2. A smile curved the corners of his mouth under the dust-and soot-covered visor. "You're crying?
I answered his question with my tear-stricken gaze.
"I'm not going anywhere." He reached his hand out and I grasped it tightly.

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#3. I'm not leaving him, Sam! And I'm not waiting for the others to help.

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#4. Is it okay?"
I nodded and continued chewing. "Y-you made me my first sub."
He smiled. "You remembered.

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#5. If you can't pay the bill, I'll pay it for you."
"Thanks," I said, and turned my head to the side. "But in exchange for what?

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#6. I've wanted to do that since you saved me." -Lockland

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#7. Careful. I don't want to have to do that again. Your veins are hard to find. You'd make a great pincushion for any trainee phlebotomist."
"Gee, thanks," I muttered, rolling my eyes. "I've always wanted to be someone's guinea pig.

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#8. You ate the cookies and drank all the milk?" Cash asked, looking at the base of the tree.
"No. I didn't. Why would I? I don't like banana chip, they're your favorite."
"I didn't eat them, Harper."
"Sure you didn't."
"Prove it then."
"How?

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#9. Are you Colt?" he muttered, coming to stand in front of me.
"Yeah."
"I want an hour."
"Two-fifty now, two-fifty later,

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#10. Mmm, carry me."
I laughed, reaching for my sweatpants. "I carry girls, boys, and women, not fully grown capable men."
"Slacker." He grinned, shoving me.

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#11. I think you're supposed to mix it slowly, Casper."
I laughed and icing sugar caught in my throat.

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#12. Welcome to apartment life," Cash breathed.
"I sure know how to make a great first impression," I muttered, following Cash as he laughed. I didn't see what was so funny. I'd been yearning for that kiss for months.
"No welcome cookies for you then.

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#13. I don't want to see my best partner heartbroken."
"It's not like that."
"Uh-huh, sure.

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#14. I was calling you earlier when your name and number flashed up on my cell's screen. But instead of it being you, it was Chris."
"You still have my number programed into your phone?

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#15. It'd take a lot more than a quick fuck to lose me, Lockland."
He smiled and nipped my lower lip.
"Plus," I murmured, pulling back, "your cock is pretty nice. I think my ass would miss it.

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#16. Gee, you don't sugarcoat things, do you?"
"At least if I'm at a club, I won't have you pressuring me."
"No, you'll have heaps of strangers instead.

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#17. You're scared of sharing me in case you lose me?" - Adan

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#18. Eager?"
"Just a little," I breathed.

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#19. What?" The corner of his mouth turned up, his white teeth gleaming in the light.
"Just thinking how hot you are."
He scoffed and playfully rolled his eyes. "Thanks - but aren't all firefighters hot? I mean, we do basically live in fire.

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#20. Lie on your stomach," I ordered between kisses.
He pulled away. "Why?"
"Just do it.

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#21. Ah, Cash?"
"Mmm?" he hummed.
"The mesh top is a little small."
"So? It's supposed to be."
"No, I mean small, small - I can't get it back over my head kind of small," I said quickly. "I feel like I'm going to pass out."
"Hang on.

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#22. Come, Adan," Lock ordered. "Come so hard you squeeze every fucking drop of cum from my cock.

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#23. He burst out laughing. "You look like a warm shade of Frosty the Snowman! It's all over your cheeks and nose."
I snorted and rolled my eyes. "Oh yeah?" I swiped my finger along the inside of the icing bowl and tapped his nose. "Well you look like Rudolph.

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#24. You should have followed me out! That guy could have just as easily taken advantage of me, Brett!"
"Exactly why I'm here now, making sure you're okay."
"Too bad if Chris ended up dragging me off to a gutter instead of a hospital then, huh?

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#25. Didn't think I'd find you here," he murmured.
"You scared me."
"Sorry. What'd you get?"
I smirked.
"Gingerbread?"
"Mmhm." I shuffled my feet, smiling. "We've got two each.

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#26. Touch me. Kiss me. I want you. I've never done it just for my pleasure, just for fun.

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#27. Ouch. What is that?"
"Water, you wimp." Humor colored his tone and when I looked up, he was smirking again, but this time it was different. He was beaming, radiating - like he used to.

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#28. Now," he murmured huskily into my ear, licking the skin below my lobe. I shivered. "It's your turn."
"Tease.

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#29. Have a drink, Coughffles."
"Stop it with the names!" I laughed and coughed.

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#30. Hmm, do you mind if I put out your fire then?" I brushed his earlobe with my upper lip.

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#31. Sometimes, I just want to be comforted - I don't want to be or appear to be stronger than I am.

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#32. Do you visit all your patients?" I asked, peeking up at him.
He chuckled, and slid behind the nurses' station. He paused in the doorway of the stockroom, then turned. "Only the really special ones," he murmured, chocolate gaze sparkling as he winked and entered the supply room.

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#33. How do you know my name?" I asked as he lowered his weight beside me.
"We go to the same school. And why are you hiding your face? You never do that.

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#34. Are you sure? What about your grandmother?"
He shrugged as though it didn't matter, and a beaming smile splayed across his mouth. "I'll be out here with you when I come out.

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