Lola Loud Quotes

In the hall, Tina whisper hisses, "Retreat! Retreat!" The sounds of heels clip clopping follows before... stumble crash bang Mimi laughs her ass off and says, "We have a man down! I repeat. We are a man down!" Lola laughs hard and yells out, "We're so bad at this! Best mission ever! The sound of giggles and heels approach my room. I put an arm under my head to elevate it. I want to see what these goofballs are doing. Tina's first through the door and looks sheepish while rubbing her elbow. That is until she see Nat, Helena and Nina all sitting on my bed. Then she yells out, "Pajama party!" And literally throws herself on to my bed, hurt elbow forgotten. She belly flops onto my stomach, My body jolts upwards, the wind is knocked out of me and I groan. Tina looks up at me with wide eyes. She rushed out, "Ash, honey! I'm so sorry!" Then she rubs what she thinks is my stomach. Only its my cock. Removing her hands from me, I tell her, "Tina, I don't think Nik would like you in my bed rubbing my junk.

How is Mia, anyway?” I ask. Ansel looks up at me with the most goofy, dimpled smile I’ve ever seen. “Perfect.” “Ugh,” Oliver says, setting his fork down. “Do not get him started. Lola says she’s had to start warning them before she comes over. Last time she could hear them all the way down Julianne’s driveway.” Ansel only shrugs, looking disgustingly pleased with himself. “What can I say? I am quite the vocal lover, and would never stifle the loud, satisfied cries of my wife during what is possibly the best sex anyone has ever had.” He leans in, looks us both in the eye in turn, and repeats, “Ever”.

Caden’s whisper is as loud as a scream. “I’m in love with you, Billie.

First, Pops gets a kiss, then a hug and now cookies. Do you not see this big badass biker man meat in front of you?” he states loudly. I hear some chuckles and I stop when I’m next to Axel. I stare him down for a moment and notice there is nothing but pure mischief in his eyes. I lean in and wrap my arms around his waist and snuggle up to his chest. Very impressive chest I might add. “You need some attention today Axel?” I ask smirking. He wraps his arms around me and answers with a shouted, “Yes!” I hear a growl from somewhere but ignore it and wait for Axel to relax. When he does, I pull back from him smiling big while I reach up and twist his nipple. Hard. He howls and jerks back rubbing the abused nub. “You good now Axel or do you still need some more attention?” I purr. “No, you evil witch, I’m good. Thanks!” he says sarcastically.

Charity isn’t your thing?” “No, but you know what is my thing?” Crawling into children’s rooms at night to swallow them whole? “What is your thing?” I ask out loud. “You,” he says with a cocky smirk.

It was three weeks later that the letter from Rose’s publisher arrived. He had written to say that he loved the idea of a book about herbal remedies for humans. The letter contained an advance that would tide her over until well after the baby was due. “We’re going to be all right, aren’t we?” She passed the check to Lola, who passed it on to Nieve. They beamed at each other as the child read the amount out loud. “What’s that funny squiggle in front of the number?” She thrust the check up to Rose’s face. “It’s a pound sign—in England we have pounds instead of pesetas.” “How much is it—in pesetas?” When Rose told her, Nieve gasped. “Just for writing a book?” “It’s going to take me quite a long time.” Rose smiled. “And when she’s finished it, she’s going to need a rest.” Lola scooped Nieve up and sat her on her lap. “Why?” “Because next year—in the spring—Auntie Rose is going to have a baby.” Nieve turned to Rose, her mouth open. “Will it be a girl or a boy?” Rose laughed. “I don’t know! We’ll have to wait and see.” “Can I choose its name?” “Well, if it’s a girl, yes, you can—but if it’s a boy . . .” Rose glanced at Lola. “I already have a boy’s name.” “I think I can guess,” Lola said. “Nathan.

The wealth that seemed to protect them like a blanket was the very thing that left them exposed. They, amid extreme poverty, were baldly richer, and the statistics of difference were being broadcast over loudspeakers, written loudly across the walls. The anger had solidified into slogans and guns, and it turned out that they, they, Lola and Noni, were the unlucky ones who wouldn’t slip through, who would pay the debt that should be shared with others over many generations.

Mon frère…” “Oui,” I say out loud. “Je jouerai pour toi.” I’ll always play for you.

Ronnie stared at our grandmother. "I thought I was the shady one in the family, but Lola's got me beat." "I don't know what that means, but if you're comparing yourself to me, I don't like it. My plans are smart. Yours are just greedy," Lola Flor said sharply. Says the woman with a gambling addiction, but that was an issue for the therapist she refused to see. I wasn't foolish enough to say that out loud.

I don’t know what that means, but if you’re comparing yourself to me, I don’t like it. My plans are smart. Yours are just greedy,” Lola Flor said sharply. Says the woman with a gambling addiction, but that was an issue for the therapist she refused to see. I wasn’t foolish enough to say that out loud.

Any other rules I must follow?” “Yes and this one you will love! Fourth rule is that you, and only you, get to shave my ass. I like to keep it smooth as a baby’s bottom and it needs a little weed-whacking from time to time,” I inform her seriously. The look on her face is priceless! I’m struggling not to laugh out loud now. “You want me to shave your ass? Are you out of your mind? I am so not shaving your ass, Axel! Rule or not!” Bailey shouts and then collapses on the bed laughing her own ass off. I grin down at her rolling around the bed, giggling. Best sound ever. Bailey doesn’t get this yet, but she’s stuck with me. And I’m thinking permanently.

Mom got her some! Mom got her some!” he screeches loudly. I am so shocked I don’t even move. Not even my eyes. “Oh Gunner, harder! Harderrrrrrrr!” he spouts. O M G! I can feel the heat creeping up my neck and face. I can also hear the laughter coming from the room. “Fucks like a boss! Fucks ……….” “You say one more word Mac and you will be in a ziplock bag next to the chicken in my freezer! Got me?” I snarl at him. “No more cashews for you –ever!” I step off my stool, stalking his direction and I see him take off running the length of the bar hollering, “Loki, save me! Save me!” He gets to the end just as Loki arrives and he jumps off and lands on Loki’s back. Loki walks off nonchalantly. “Whew! Mom is pissed!” shouts Mac