Mason Scott Quotes & Sayings

Will there be anything else? Want to know my blood type? Time of the month? Social security number?"
Thinking that over, I nodded. "And your astrological sign would be helpful."
"If you want to know any of that about me, it's time you get a hobby. Maybe start a navel fluff collection, take up extreme ironing, or dress like a pirate."
"I'd make a damn fine pirate. — Ashlan Thomas

It's just a shirt. I have no emotional connection to it or the band. I just didn't feel like coming to work topless today."
Camden's hand slammed down on the counter. "Shit, are there days that you come topless? I would like to make sure I'm here for that. — Ashlan Thomas

You know what I thought of when I saw her? That song, 'Boss's Daughter' by Pop Evil. It's like they're describing her." Scott Mason — Bella Jeanisse

My grin tipped up on one side. "I'm sorry. Who asked about the television screens in my truck?"
Her lush lips thinned. "And how long did it take you to pick out the watermelon? Thirty minutes?"
"Twenty-nine," I shot back. "And it's the best fucking watermelon I've ever had. Worth every minute."
A single brow quirked. "You want a medal?"
I leaned over the counter and she met my stare. I wasn't sure what was happening, but it seemed like the air cracked with electricity, heating my skin, quickening my pulse. This couldn't be normal. Maybe I was getting sick. I'd overheated in all of the seventy-eight degrees outside. Yeah, that had to be it.
"I'd love one."
It was so fast, I almost missed it. Her gaze dipped to my mouth before dropping to the island again. "There isn't any more room on your shelf for one more medal."
"I'll just put up another shelf."
"I'm sure you would. — Ashlan Thomas

The girl was a walking heartache and there was no doubt she could break what little of me there was left. — Ashlan Thomas

Nice to feel you." Scott Mason — Bella Jeanisse

Don't worry I broke her fall. — Bella Jeanisse

A lawyer without history or literature is a mechanic, a mere working mason; if he possesses some knowledge of these, he may venture to call himself an architect. — Walter Scott

alfresco
the sommelier decants
a red sunset — Scott Mason

Adam inclined his head toward Owen. "Two questions. Was I Fabio in that scenario? And who is Fabio?"
Brown eyes rolled. "Yes, and Google that shit."
And he did. "Ho! My nose is way smaller!"
Cam grabbed the smartphone out of Adam's hand. "Look at those baby blues, though. Piercing. Erotic, even. You could totally be related."
A grin tipped Adam's mouth. "Really?"
Cam slapped the phone against Adam's chest. "Dude. No. Not really. — Ashlan Thomas

I'm not judging you. If you want to take a break to look at tree dicks, we'll take one. — Ashlan Thomas

Next time, I'll get a male stripper. All parties should be equal opportunity hard-ons. What do you like? Cops? Firemen? — Ashlan Thomas

Nice to feel you. — Bella Jeanisse

I was held together by one thread that was black and frayed, and the end of it was tied to Maggie. She had unwittingly pulled on it, loosening the already loose knitting until I was nothing more than a pile of tangled string, completely unraveled. — Ashlan Thomas

When it seems you are having too much fun, then a switch turns on in your head and makes you think; if only there were a way to take a snapshot of this moment and place it into a mason jar next to some peach preserves. Or, you can just close your eyes and let the joy sink into your psyche. Each, in their own way will last a lifetime." - A.H. Scott 4/29/12 — A.H. Scott

Confusion and shame rode me hard, and as much as I knew it was wrong, I needed to keep a distance from her. I couldn't care about her. Maggie was temporary, and when she was gone, that hole I desperately tried to patch over would rip right back open. There was no point in letting her in. — Ashlan Thomas

Good. How about you find the balls that are attached to your dicks, draw them out of your abdominal cavity and show me."
"You want to see our testicles, Coach?" Mike asked, making his way backward down his ladder.
"Maybe when I find my magnifying glass, Mr. Brown! I won't be able to tell the difference between what you call testicles and raisins."
Mike gasped for air. "My balls are sweeter, sir!"
Lids narrowed over his black marbles. "Glad to know how flexible you are, Mr. Brown. That'll come in handy for the rest of my practice." Watkins added with a growl, "If you are still alive. — Ashlan Thomas

The second issue, which was a big one, her hands shook like she had DTs. I was tempted to go to the liquor store and get her a bottle of Jack to calm her down. The rest of her body was completely still except at the wrists. Strangest thing I'd ever seen.
Vibrators for hands. — Ashlan Thomas

Leaning back, she studied me, knuckles brushing along my jaw. "You've turned into a man overnight, it seems. Just yesterday, this face was three years old with a samurai turtle Band-Aid on your cheek."
"Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Mom. Way more awesome than samurais."
"You're right. Ninjas have masks and nut chucks."
Any other time I would have laughed. "Nunchakus."
"I know, but you definitely did some damage to your nuts that I think you should get checked out before you have children. I meant to tell you years ago. — Ashlan Thomas

I'm only sensitive in the area that counts, Sticks."
"The soft spot on your skull that never hardened? — Ashlan Thomas

I'll let you get back to sweating and grunting."
"You probably shouldn't leave then. — Ashlan Thomas

Good God!" Lids sliding closed, he moaned. I think I was witnessing a foodgasm and it was far too similar to another gasm I never wanted to hear from my father.
I should avert my eyes. This shit would scar me. — Ashlan Thomas

If any of you have ever lived down south of the Mason-Dixon line, you know that late September still means summer heat. — Scott Porter

I got you again. We have to stop meeting like this. — Bella Jeanisse

The good news is my almost-boyfriend was ready to pound Eric's face for you."
"Almost-boyfriend? Don't you gays usually move a lot faster than this? I thought you were supposed to shack up together on the second date and adopt a cat so you had something to dress up in a tutu. — Ashlan Thomas

Someone had ripped the heart right out of my chest like that creepy Indian priest rocking a skull-hat adorned with a shrunken head in The Temple of Doom. I had no idea if it was even physically possible to rip a heart out of a human chest with just a hand, but there really was no other way to explain this feeling. — Ashlan Thomas

Rainbow what? Are you searching for a pot of gold? Tiny leprechauns? Hoping to catch the elusive pegacorn? — Ashlan Thomas

F. Scott Fitzgerald thought that prolonging his adolescence would protect his talent. — Mason Cooley

Little known fact and I'd learned this one early on. Mom had two voices. One was nurturing, sweet and nice, loving and gentle. That was the voice she'd used for whoever was on the phone just now. Actually, most people were on the receiving end of that voice. Most people meaning anyone who didn't have a penis with the last name Scott.

The other, though, was reserved for her dipshit sons or anyone with a penis and the last name Scott. There was nothing sweet and loving in that tone and she had the uncanny ability to make me feel like I was four years old again and I'd just used her red lipstick to draw Iron Man on the wall. No doubt, it was our fault. We'd driven our poor mother to adopt this alternate persona over the years because we were complete and utter dipshits. — Ashlan Thomas

Because we're guys. — Bella Jeanisse

Why can't you just play nice like the rest of us? — Bella Jeanisse

Maggie had no clue that looking at her was like being stabbed in the gut. No clue that she ripped my heart to pieces by just standing in front of me. This girl had no clue that her very existence shredded my soul. — Ashlan Thomas