Buff Monster Quotes

Your boyfriend is…well, way buff. Monster buff. Lord, king buff. (Sunshine)

Wait.” One of his eyebrows lifted, and I could have sworn he blushed. “You think I have big dick energy?” I didn’t have anything to hide. “Hell yeah. You’re all buff and manly and stacked. All that swagger you toss around. Plus, I know your dick is big.” Facts were facts. Big dicks were big dicks. And I didn’t make the rules or hand out the dicks. I refilled my glass and poured a little more in his. “You’ve never seen my dick.” “Oh, yes I have. I saw that monster your senior year of high school when we went skinny dipping at the Foresters’ pond.” He scratched the back of his neck and grimaced. “Don’t look at my dick.” “Well, I haven’t since then.” I laughed. “But I bet the damn thing is even bigger now.

Clay came in and sat on the bed beside her. “Adam and Luther said something was wrong.” Sophie couldn’t hold back a smile even though the tears didn’t quit flowing. Clay rubbed a rough thumb across one cheek. His touch was so gentle that Sophie felt as if she were made of the finest crystal. “Please don’t cry, Sophie darlin’. You know I can’t stand cryin’.” His sweetness and concern made the tears flow faster. “When you cry I feel like some kind of a monster who has hurt you or scared you half to death or. . .” Sophie lunged forward, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him hard to get him to quit talking crazy. She pulled back and smiled at his stunned expression. Softly enough to ensure privacy in the crowded house, she said, “A woman doesn’t always cry when she’s sad or hurt, Clay. I was lying here thinking that God gave me a miracle when he sent Adam, Luther, and Buff to me.