Up To Me M Leighton Quotes & Sayings

Okay, then I used to like that kind of thing. Now I like your kind of thing. It's the very best kind of thing. Makes all other kinds of things look like shit. — M. Leighton

Like cats' eyes gleaming in the gloom, the precious diamonds rest. — Robert B. Leighton

The fingers of his free hand work their way into my hair and tilt my head to the side as he deepens the kiss. He gets more aggressive, like he wants to gobble me up. And I want him to. God, I want him to. — M. Leighton

What Hardy had found, however, was that he liked taking care of her. He liked being her knight in shining armor. He liked spending those few extra minutes with her. So he did. — M. Leighton

I never meant to hurt you, Isabel. Had I known what I would find when I came north, I would never have agreed to Leighton's request ... That is a lie. Had I known that I would find you when I came north, I would have come years ago. — Sarah MacLean

He wanted to tell himself that Miracle was just a girl, but he knew that wasn't the case. Miracle wasn't just a girl. She was ... something special. — M. Leighton

I think broken people gravitate toward one another, like our shattered pieces connect on a level that unscarred people never know. — M. Leighton

I stop dead in my tracks when I see Nash leaning against the wall right outside the ladies' room. His legs are crossed casually at the ankle, as his arms are crossed casually over his chest. His smile is faint. And sad.
Finally, he straightens and steps toward me. He doesn't stop until he is mere inches from me, forcing me to tilt my face up just to maintain eye contact.
He brushes his thumb over the ridge of my cheekbone at the corner of my eye. I wonder briefly if I missed a streak of mascara.
"I'm so sorry," he whispers, closing his eyes as if in pain. His face is etched with regret and it tugs at my heart.
"Don't be. You can't control other people. I just hope I haven't embarrassed you too badly, or ruined any important business connections you were hoping to make."
"I don't care about business connections. Not at this cost. — M. Leighton

I stop in front of Olivia and cup her face in my hands, kissing her sweetly on the mouth. She looks up at me with her liquid eyes and something in me melts away. I think to myself that I hope it wasn't something important. Something that I needed. — M. Leighton

I believe in love, children and being a good person. — Leighton Meester

Enjoy your life and put a smile on your face, no matter how hard it may seem. — Leighton Meester

I love my parents very much, but people either continue or break the patterns of what their life should be and I just want to completely break whatever patterns would lead me to the same life choices that they made. — Leighton Meester

I don't hit women. Ever. But Marissa makes me wish that, for about ten seconds, I weighed a hundred pounds less and had tits. Not only is her interruption untimely, now shes' going to screw up the rest of my night, too. — M. Leighton

She laughs outright. And I love the sound. Makes me think of tickling her. In bed. While she's naked. Lying on top of me. — M. Leighton

What I don't think this man realizes is that he's giving my dreams
and my nightmares
a new name.
Brand. Alec Brand. — M. Leighton

Up here, people like that don't exist, Nash says quietly as he comes to stand beside me. He's so close his shoulder is brushing mine. I fight the urge to lean against him. — M. Leighton

His words! Damn him and his words! They make me forget that I care about anything. — M. Leighton

I bet he's an actual good guy. The kind that I desperately need in my life. The thing of it is, he'll never be mine because he's a good guy. By nature alone, a good guy would never cheat on his girlfriend, hence the impossibility of anything happening between Nash and me. Even if they were to break up, he'd probably be too nice a guy to hurt her like that, by dating her cousin. — M. Leighton

When there are a hundred dragons in the sky, it is Hell Down and Hallow Fire. It is the winds of a hurricane and the roar of the storm. We blot out the sun, we blacken the clouds, we churn the sea like foam. It is a magnificent, terrifying sight. — H. Leighton Dickson

When Cash lifts his head and looks down into my eyes, there's a wealth of emotion in the dazzling depths, so much so that it brings tears to my eyes. I think of what he told me earlier and I smile up at him. Cupping his handsome face, I whisper against his lips, "Welcome home."
When he kisses me, I know we're both where we belong. — M. Leighton

Shawna smiles demurely at the attendant, her lips barely moving as she speaks to me. "If you had a piece of coal, we could hold her down, shove it up her ass and come collect a big fat diamond in a few days."
"I'm pretty sure it takes longer than a few days for coal to turn into a diamond, Shawna."
"Not in that tight ass, it wouldn't. — M. Leighton

Why don't you pack a bigger bag and come stay with me?
My stomach flutters at the thought of going to sleep in Cash's arms every night and waking up in them every morning. Of going to sleep with his taste on my tongue and waking up with his tongue in my mouth. That's what it would be like. At least for a while. For a few days.
It sounds like heaven. — M. Leighton

Honestly, all I ever do is work. — Leighton Meester

The more serious poetry of the race has a philosophical structure of thought. It contains beliefs and conceptions in regard to the nature of man and the universe, God and the soul, fate and providence, suffering, evil and destiny. Great poetry always has, like the higher religion, a metaphysical content. It deals with the same august issues, experiences and conceptions as metaphysics or first philosophy. — Joseph Alexander Leighton

I'm lying on Cash's chest, tracing his tattoo.
"What does this mean?" I whisper.
"It's the Chinese symbol for awesome," he teases lightly.
I giggle. "If it's not, which I imagine it isn't, then it should be."
"Are you paying me a compliment? I just want to be sure, so I don't miss it."
I slap his ribs. "You make it sound like I'm mean and horrible because I don't throw myself at your feet."
"You don't have to throw yourself at my feet. Although if you want to, I'm sure I can think of something for you to do while you're down there."
I look up at him and he's waggling his eyebrows again.
"I'm sure you could." Shaking my head, I settle back onto his chest and resume tracing the ink shapes. "Seriously, what do they mean?"
Cash is quiet for so long I begin to think he's not going to answer me. But then he finally speaks.
"It's a collage of things that remind me of my family. — M. Leighton

I love you, Miracle," he whispered. "You're mine," he said, inching his way forward a bit more, "and i'm yours," he added, moving further in. "Forever. — M. Leighton

I've survived broken hearts. You will, too. They're all worth it when you find the real thing. The right one. — M. Leighton

Come on. We gotta let this baby go and get some pictures. — M. Leighton

Sometimes you're a little too close for comfort, and I think anybody can relate to that, whether you're in college or just moving out on your own. — Leighton Meester

I look up and meet his eyes. I want to scratch them out. And then spit in his face. And then curse him for being exactly what I thought he was.
A bad boy.
A playboy.
A heartbreaker.
But I also want to kiss him. And let him carry me up to the private room above us and put an end to the dull ache of desire that's been plaguing me since the first night we met when I pulled his shirt over his head.
Dammit! — M. Leighton

Before I can respond, Nash continues. "Or was I there, too?" He brushes his lips over mine. "Did you think of my lips when he kissed you?" Light as a feather, he runs his hand down the outside of my thigh and back up again, squeezing my hip. "Did you wish it was me touching you? Like I did the night I came to your room?"
I start to lean back and speak, but his lips take mine, quickly coaxing them apart. Sensation drowns out thought as I feel him breathe into my mouth. "Do you still want me? Because if you do, I'm all yours. — M. Leighton

I nearly swallow my tongue when Cash pops up from behind the bar. "You must be Olivia."
"Holy mother of hell!" I say, grabbing my chest to still my racing heart.
He laughs. "With a mouth like that, you'll fit right in here."
If I weren't so surprised, I'd probably take exception to that comment. Instead, I laugh.
"You bring out the worst in me. What can I say? — M. Leighton

I smile and I look down at Olivia where she's curled up against me, her beautiful face relaxed in sleep.
I don't want to put names to the things I feel for her. I just want her to know I'm not going anywhere. And that I want to take care of her. To make her happy. I hope that's enough. It has to be. — M. Leighton

Wrapped up in him, in his bad boy ways and his good guy heart, is my whole world. Somehow, while I wasn't looking, I fell. And I fell hard. For my soul mate. For the love of my life. For my hero. — M. Leighton

It's me," he says softly. "Stop listening to everything else. Remember the way you feel when I'm kissing you and touching you. Don't think with your head. You know me. And when my lips are on yours, you trust me." As if to make his point, he dips his head and brushes his mouth over mine. Sparks fly between us. As always. "You trust me, when my hands are on your skin." He runs his palms down my arms and then over to my waist where he pushes them up under the edge of my shirt. Chills break out down my back. "You trust me when you turn your mind off, when you just feel. — M. Leighton

I just go at my own pace and I like control of the TV and I like to decide when I take a shower and wash the dishes and stuff like that. So I don't know who would want to live with me to be honest! — Leighton Meester

Is this what you drive?" she asks, turning those wide eyes up to me.
"Yes," I say, but then I add with a smirk, "but you're not surprised, are you? Isn't this what bad-boys do? Ride motorcycles and break hearts?"
Her smile is weak. "I suppose so."
She turns away and moves around to unlock the car door and pop the hood.
I shouldn't have said that. — M. Leighton

If it was up to me, I'd make the world disappear and it would be just us. Just you and me. — M. Leighton

So, what's it gonna be, boys? We've got a new bartender to audition.
Cheers go up all around me. Olivia's got a fan base already. She's gonna make me a killing. — M. Leighton

Don't show me your tongue. It's all I can do not to stand up with you in my arms and carry you to a dark corner and taste everything that you're hiding from me. — M. Leighton

Are you cold?" he asks, turning toward me to run the backs of his fingers up and down my upper arm, as if testing the temperature of my skin. "Here," he says, taking off his jacket and draping it over my shoulders. The jacket is warm and heavy and smells just like Nash, like whatever cologne or soap he uses. I figure it must be called delicious, maybe by Armani or some other fancy designer. It almost makes my mouth water. "Is that better?" He wraps his arm around me, too, as if to ensure I won't be cold. Of course, I won't complain. Even if I was sweating, I wouldn't complain.
"That's much better, thank you. — M. Leighton

You know what. Cheyenne? I have neither the time nor the inclination to hate you. But i do have a favor to ask. The next time you Photoshop pictures of me in a bikini, give me bigger boobs. — M. Leighton

Some things are not meant to be, Leighton Atwood had said the night before. But if they were not meant to be, then why did the forces of destiny keep bringing them together? — Sherry Thomas

The state is the nursing mother of human culture. — Joseph Alexander Leighton

I couldn't relate to kid stuff. 'Jimmy doesn't like me!' Who cares? I was worried we didn't have gas money or food. Those were my concerns. — Leighton Meester

You're beautiful he whispered as he scattered kisses along the incision line and over to her bellybutton. When he heard her release the breath she'd been holding, he slipped his tongue inside the well of her navel. He heard her gasp again, but this time in a different way, an excited way. — M. Leighton

I used to drink tons of caffeine. Now I make smoothies with frozen berries and Green Vibrance health powder. — Leighton Meester

I've been through a lot as far as love. — Leighton Meester

Well, far be it for me to cause you to conjure mental images of shit without panties."
"Can we not talk about shit and panties in the same sentence?"
"You're the one that was talking about panties and lack thereof."
"Oh my God! I can barely remember that far back. Too many traumatic things have been said since then. — M. Leighton

Insanity is a requirement to live in our house. You know that. — M. Leighton

Can we just forget that ever happened?"
His smile is devilish. "Not on your life. — M. Leighton

I want an identity outside of my work. — Leighton Meester

Cash smiles at them and then turns to face me, leaning forward a little on the bar. His eyes meet mine and one brow rises in that holy mother of hell-sexy way, then he mutters, "You've got one chance to make my mouth water."
I suck in a breath. And chills break out down my arms.
Damn, he's good! — M. Leighton

We lie to God in prayer if we do not rely on him afterwards. — Robert B. Leighton

He drew me like gravity. — M. Leighton

Do me a favor," he whispers, curling my fingers over the back of his and bringing them to his mouth. "What?" His eyes never leave mine as he brushes his lips over my knuckles. "Dream of me tonight," he says softly. He watches me, waiting for a response. I have no words, so I simply nod. He doesn't need to know that no one else occupies my dreams. No one. "Dream of my lips, teasing you." Straightening one of my fingers, he kisses the tip. His voice is like velvet and his words are like an aphrodisiac. "Dream of my tongue, tasting you." His tongue sneaks out to flick the end of my finger. A surge of desire rocks my core. "And I'll dream of you. Of what it feels like to be inside your warm, wet body. — M. Leighton

Looking at him makes my stomach feel like it's full of hot, melted butter. — M. Leighton

Can you go back inside and have a drink while you wait? I don't like the idea of you sitting outside in your car by yourself. You are by yourself, aren't you?"
"Yes, I'm alone. But I'll be fine. I just - "
"Olivia, I really don't like it. Can't you just go back inside? Consider it a favor."
When he puts it like that ... "Okay. I'll go back inside. Just call me when you get here. — M. Leighton

Jim Leighton is looking a sharp as a tank — Barry Davies

Oh sweet heaven, who let that bastard in? — M. Leighton

When my phone rings, I pull it out and check the screen. It says simply, "Olivia." I smile wider. — M. Leighton

Somehow, while I wasn't looking, I fell. And I fell hard. — M. Leighton

There's an unsavory term for that- a guy forcing a girl to do sexual things. But what is it they say? You can't rape the willing. And I'd be willing. Oh, how I'd be willing. — M. Leighton

Figure out what works for you and what doesn't. — Leighton Meester

I've never really had feelings for a girl like her. Hell, I've never really had feelings for any girl period. Not like this anyway. — M. Leighton

Guys who are unavailable are actually a dream come true for me because I'm unavailable all the time. It's great they're not down your throat. — Leighton Meester

I turn my head to look at him again. Immediately it gets all fuzzy with hormones.
"Um, I was, uh, I was thinking about being shaken and stirred." He looks over at me and quirks one brow. "I mean I was thinking how well you could probably shake and stir something."
Ohmigod, somebody stop me! — M. Leighton

If Olivia wanted me to feel guilty, mission accomplished! — M. Leighton

That's the day i decided to live every minute of every day like it might be my last. — M. Leighton

I felt his voice as a sweet kiss on my soul. — M. Leighton

No i don't. I can't imagine how you, of all people, could be a burden to anyone. And i certainly don't think you're hard to love. — M. Leighton

It was with increasing perplexity that he realized his mind - and his heart - went with Miracle. — M. Leighton