Jordan Quotes

“They all call me "Excuse me," even though my nametag clearly says "Jordan." It's like people don't actually exist while they're working. Workers are just tools who aren't supposed to have feelings or personalities. You don't become human until your shift is over. Until then, we're all just zombies. We're dead to the world: infected people who need to be avoided, unless, of course, someone needs to know where the paintbrushes are located.”
― J. Cornell Michel, Jordan's Brains: A Zombie Evolution

“I won’t be just your friend. I love you, Maia. I’m in love with you. I always have been. I always will be. Just being your friend would kill me” - Jordan”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“All I know is, being away from you......makes it hard to breathe. I miss you so much”
― Samantha Towle, Trouble

“Pretend to the rest of the world, Mia. I understand your need to do that. But don't pretend with me.”
― Samantha Towle, Trouble

“Pain of the past never goes away, you just find a way to deal with it. And in the future....... all the promise it holds.... that's what keeps you moving forward, and out of the darkness.”
― Samantha Towle, Trouble

“Did you make a picnic, Jordan Matthews?' For the first time EVER, I see a blush in his cheeks. 'I might have' he mumbles and sets off walking.”
― Samantha Towle, Trouble

“Each day when you wake up you have a choice: You can have a good day, or you can have a bad day. So you might as well have a good one.”
― Christy Jordan, Come Home to Supper: Over 200 Casseroles, Skillets, and Sides (Desserts, Too!) to Feed Your Family with Love

“Morning. I didn't wake you, did I?' God, he looks gorgeous, even at this early hour. 'No. I've been awake a while. Couldn't sleep.' 'Me eighter. I've has this girl on my mind all night' 'Anyone I know?' 'You might know her. Blond hair, blue eyes ... beautiful. We went out on a date last night as it happens.' ' Really? So how was the date?' 'Well, that's the thing... The date was amazing, and I haven't been able to stop thinking about her... or her gorgeous mouth ever since...And the thing is, I really need to kiss her again.' ' I think she needs you to kiss her too.' 'You do?' 'Mmm”
― Samantha Towle, Trouble

“Fuck it,' I hear him mutter, and the next thing I know he's taking hold of my hand.”
― Samantha Towle, Trouble

“Do you want me to leave?' 'What? No fuckin' way do I want you to leave. What I want is for you to relax and enjoy yourself with me tonight, so all I'm doing by canceling our date is taking it our of the equation. If it happens to turn into a date later, then awesome. If it does't, then I might be a little disappointed...' He grins to let me know that he is teasing. 'There isn't any pressure here. I like you - a lot. I think that is pretty obvious. But I want you to want to be here with me in the same way as I do you. If you're not quite there yet, then that's ok. I'll wait until you are. However long it takes.”
― Samantha Towle, Trouble

“Earl "The Goat" Manigault was probably the greatest basketball player of all time, but Michael Jordan is universally regarded as the best ever. This is because The Goat only did it at Rucker Park, while Michael did it where it mattered: in front of the world.”
― Tucker Max, Assholes Finish First

“Because I fuckin' love you Mia...
That didn't come out exactly as I'd planned, but it is the truth. I'm in love with you...”
― Samantha Towle, Trouble

“Yeah, alright."
Anything to end this conversation about her father's breast.”
― Tracey Ward

“I don't date.Ever.”
― Samantha Towle, Trouble

“Petra is a brilliant display of man's artistry in turning barren rock into a majestic wonder.”
― Edward Dawson

“Syd is behind us stuffing the last of his gear in his bag hastily. I woke him up late. I waited until Alissa and I were already set to go and he's scurrying to catch up with us. Was it on purpose? A power play of some kind? A petty manipulation on my part to feel in control?
You bet your ass it was.”
― Tracey Ward

“I can't fire my gun without bringing attention to myself while surrounded by more zombies than tweens at a One Direction concert, and I cannot win in a hand to hand fight. Against the zombie, not One Direction. I'd destroy those guys.”
― Tracey Ward

“A shower. Still equipped with warm, running water.” I say longingly.
I refuse to let up about the house ban. It’s too much, in my humble opinion, but I didn’t see Dawn of the Dead so what do I know? “Don’t you wish you could have a warm shower, Jordan? I do. We could go in just for that. I’ll stand guard for you, you stand guard for me.”
He chuckles, but still refuses to look at the houses. “I scrub your back, you scrub mine?”
“If it means I can take a hot shower, you can scrub anything of mine you want.” I stop walking, a furious blush exploding on my already sun pinked cheeks. My hand goes over my mouth and I stare at him wide eyed. “Oh my God.”
“Yeah.” he says smiling, enjoying my discomfort. “Wow.”
“I feel like I went too far.”
“I don’t know, I’m kind of warming up to the whole four walls of a house idea.”
“The world has been over for barely a day and I’m already selling my body.”
He bumps my shoulder with his. “Hey, we work with what we’ve got and you have a lot of currency.”
I frown, confused, and look sideways at him. “What does that even mean?”
He’s frowning too, his face as confused as mine. “I don’t really know.”
“What was it supposed to mean? Cause it sounds like you’re saying I have a lot of body to sell. Did you call me fat? A fat prostitute?”
“Okay, yeah. It absolutely did not come out the way it was meant to.”
― Tracey Ward

“Is the diameter of your index finger equal to or greater than the diameter of a super absorbency tampon?”
― Julie Cross, Return to Us

“I miss him,” she whispered, her voice cracking.
His heart constricted at the grief on her face. “I know, honey.” He lifted a hand to stroke the soft waves of her hair. A soothing, reassuring gesture, but to him it meant so much more. His muscles knotted with the need to cup her face between his hands and kiss her the way he’d been dying to for so long. He wanted to kiss away the sadness and the grief, replace it with the heat and tenderness burning inside him.”
― Kaylea Cross, Extinguished

“Unable to hold back a second longer, Blake reached out and cradled the side of her face, savoring the feel of that silky soft skin against his palm. His blood thrummed heavily through his veins when she sucked in a sharp breath and stared up at him with that mixture of hope and need that tied him in knots. “So what now?” he asked softly, rubbing his thumb gently across her cheekbone. “What do you want?”
“You. That’s it, Blake. There’s no riddle to decipher, no code to break. I want you.”
Staring deep into his eyes, she reached up and wrapped her fingers around his wrist, holding him there while she rubbed her cheek against his palm.
The tenderness in the gesture turned his heart over. Lust and satisfaction blasted through him. The painful pressure in his chest eased, relief sweeping aside the doubt and uncertainty. His gaze dropped to her mouth, a silent groan rumbling up inside him when her little pink tongue stole out to lick across her lower lip in a quick, almost nervous motion. Tightening his hand on her face, he wrapped his other arm around her waist and pulled her in close, until only an inch or two of space separated them.
“I want you too,” he murmured, and kissed her.”
― Kaylea Cross, Extinguished

“The idea filled a place inside him he hadn’t even realized was empty. Coming home to find Jordyn waiting for him every night? Eating dinner with her, sleeping beside her and making love to her every night? That was his idea of heaven.
“I’d love it if you stayed with me. Sounds perfect.”
She sighed again, the sound quiet and contented. Utterly satisfied. “Yeah, it does, doesn’t it?” She pressed a string of kisses over his chest then laid her cheek against him. “I’ve wanted you for so long. Part of me still can’t believe this is finally happening.”

A knot of emotion clogged his chest. He hugged her close, rested his head close to hers on the pillow and closed his eyes. “I’m just sorry it took me so long to see everything straight.” He felt her smile form against his skin.

“That’s okay. You were more than worth the wait.”

“You too, angel.”
She’d been his constant all these years. Devoted friend, fierce defender, sounding board and confidant. Now she’d be his lover and partner as well. Blake was never letting her go.”
― Kaylea Cross, Extinguished