Mercy Brown Quotes & Sayings

Are they always like that?"

"Yes," Joey says. "Unless they're cursing each other out, but I think that's just part of their mating ritual or foreplay or whatever. — Mercy Brown

You need to just fuck already. Get it over with before you kill each other."

"Ah, always the romantic, Emmy," Joey says.

"I'm so serious," she drawls in a drunken slur. "I don't know why you didn't pull the trigger last night, girl."

"I tried!" I say. "But now he says I have to be sober if I want to hook up with him, and being sober on the road is for pussies."

"Hey, pussies are tough," she says. "You should've seen the thrashing mine took last night."

"Nope," I say. "No thank you. — Mercy Brown

Oh, yes, that's right--my terms. I'm sorry, but you'll have to state clearly, for the record, in your own words, your clear-minded and sober intention to ride my dick. Actually, let me go get a witness, just to be on the safe side ... — Mercy Brown

I've been wondering all day what flavor lip gloss you've got on."

"Dr. Pepper," I say, before my brain starts to work again.

"Lip Smackers?" He laughs. "Really?"

"My mom always puts a ton of them in my stocking at Christmas," I try to explain, but really, what's the point now? He already knows my taste in cosmetics hasn't changed since the seventh grade.

"I like it."

"You do?"

"Well, let me double-check," he says, and then he licks his bottom lip before he kisses me again. I feel the tip of his tongue soft against mine, taste the sweetness of his breath as he kisses me deeper. Then he moves his lips, all warm and soft over to my ear and kisses me there until I can't speak. — Mercy Brown

Oh yeah, Cole?" Joey says, making the world's dopiest body-builder pose. "You like that?"

"Yeah, maybe I should share a bed with you tonight," Cole says. "You can be the big spoon. — Mercy Brown

our first night out and she's already cock blocking me. — Mercy Brown

Are you busy?" I ask.

"I'm working on a paper. Recall? The phone conversation we had fifteen minutes ago?"

I glance up at a clock in the hall, and then back at his smart-ass mouth.

"It was twenty minutes ago."

"I need coffee," he says, and why is he being such an adorable dick, still smiling at me like that? "Want to walk up to Dunkin' Donuts?"

"What about Millie?" I say.

"What about her?"

"Does she want any?"

"Should we call her and ask?"

"Isn't she upstairs?"

"How hard did you hit your head last night? — Mercy Brown

What else did you imagine?" His voice is low and rough and oh, so fucking sexy. "Tell me what happens next."

"You already know, " I whisper. "All the very good, very wrong things."

"I want to hear you say it."

"Okay," I say through my teeth. "You fuck me until I forget my own name."

"Wrong," he says. "I fuck you until the only name you know is mine. — Mercy Brown

You don't look better through beer goggles," she says. "The problem is you look way too fine without them. You're like a damn demigod."

"Wait, just a demigod? I was shooting for Zeus."

"Ask me after we ... you know."

"After you see my thunderbolt?"

"Jesus Christ, you're impossible. — Mercy Brown

You're going to go after that dream for both of us. And then, one day when it all comes true, I want you to look back and remember me as the open door--not the cage. — Mercy Brown

Sunny, I can't believe you and Cole got married before me and Travis."

"Travis married us in the Motel 6 parking lot last night, remember? You were my maid of honor and everything."

"Goddamn, I'm never drinking PBR again," she says and makes a fake retching sound. — Mercy Brown