Qwest Quotes

Things changed for me, Grip, she whispers. I love you. I told you not to do that, Qwest. You know I don't feel that way. You also know the heart doesn't always do what we tell it to.

Grip told me he wanted you to meet the real Bristol. Well, the real Bristol doesn’t give up on the people she loves.” I shrug, biting the inside of my jaw and blink rapidly, but a tear still escapes down my cheek even though I swipe at it impatiently. “I don’t know how to. I can’t stop loving your son. You wonder if I’ll leave him. I won’t, and if he leaves me he knows I’ll probably chase him.” I allow myself to glance at Grip, but his familiar grin is not there. His eyes are sober, and I can’t gauge his thoughts. “And Qwest may understand where Grip is from, where he’s been, better than I do. I can work on that. I will work on that.” I look back to Ms. James. “But I know where he’s going, and wherever he’s going, I’m going with him. So, you and I should get used to each other because I’ll be around.

Bristol,” Qwest says, causing me to turn at the door. “You’re a very lucky woman. Any woman, Black, white whatever would be lucky to have a man like Grip.” I don’t think anything I could say would be the right thing, could ease the pain I see behind her eyes, so I just nod and close the door behind me. But in my heart, despite all the crap we’ve waded through over the last few days, I agree. I just might be the luckiest girl in the world.

I know I’m overreacting.” He sighs, tipping his head back and studying the chandeliers dotting the high ceilings. “I just hate that anyone would even think he has a claim on you.” “Hey, from their perspective, it was a blur.” I take both of his hands in mine. “All of this—you and Qwest, me and Parker—it’s all really tangled in their heads. They don’t know I’ve been in love with you for years.” His eyes soften, like I knew they would, and he laughs, cupping my neck. “You think you can charm your way out of that hard fuck you have coming tonight, don’t you?” “When have I ever run from a hard fuck?” My voice comes out low and sultry, my smile slow and only for him. “I’m earning it.