Hector Luna Quotes

“What does... bebita mean?”
Rider blinked and his lips slowly parted. Surprise splashed across his face. Yeah, I’d spoken in front of Hector. I felt sort of giddy. Might’ve only been a handful of words, but it was the first time I spoke to him. It was the first time I’d spoken to anyone in front of Rider since we crossed paths again. He’d never been around when Jayden had.
Biting down on my lip to stop from grinning, I dared a peek at Hector.
His light green eyes were wide, then he smiled broadly. “Means, uh, baby girl.”
“Oh,” I whispered, feeling my cheeks heat. That was kind of nice.
“It also means something he doesn’t need to be calling you,” Rider added, and my gaze darted back to him.
Hector chuckled, and when I glanced at him, he was grinning. One arm was flung over the back of his seat. “My bad,” he murmured, but nothing about the way he looked suggested he felt any guilt.
My lips twitched into a small grin.
Rider cocked his head to the side. “Uh-huh.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Problem with Forever

“ “Esa chica esta bien caliente.” Hector laughed as Rider shook his head. Ainsley stiffened across from me. She was pretty fluent in Spanish and even though Hector was Puerto Rican, I had a feeling she was getting the general gist of whatever he was saying and she was not happy about it. “Me gustaria a llevarla a mi casa y comermela.”
Ainsley cocked her head to the side as she brushed her long, blond hair over her shoulder. “Gracias! Pero no hay ni una parte de mi que tu te vas a comer.”
Hector’s eyes widened.
Rider threw his head back and burst into laughter. “Oh, shit. Priceless.”
“What?” Ainsley blinked big eyes at the stunned Hector. “You think some white chick can’t possibly understand another language so you’re going to sit in front of me and talk about me like I’m not here?” Her smile was brittle and fake. “Bitch, please.”
“Man...” Hector sat back, slowly shaking his head as he stared at her. “You’re...brutal.”
“Damn straight,” she replied, her eyes like chips of blue ice. Whatever yumminess she’d seen in Hector was completely out the window now. “And you’re a mal criado.”
Hector’s eyes narrowed.
“I really like your friend, Mouse.” Still chuckling, Rider winked at me. “She basically called him a classless ass, and I agree.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Problem with Forever

“Hey, ≤i≥ mami,” ≤/i≥ Hector called out, his grin spreading as he bit down on his lower lip. ≤i≥ “Que cuerpo tan brutal.”≤/i≥
I had no idea what he’d just said, but it seemed to be directed at me.
“Shut up,” Rider replied, planting his large hand in Hector’s face and shoving him back into the driver’s side of the car. ≤i≥ “No la mires.” ≤/i≥

***

“Wait,” I said, surprising the crap out of myself as she faced me, eyes wide. My cheeks heated. “What...does no la mires mean?” I’d totally butchered the words like a typical white girl who couldn’t speak any form of Spanish would.
Her brows shot up again. “Why are you asking that?”
I raised my shoulders.
“Did someone say that to you?” When I didn’t answer, because I was no longer sure I wanted to know what it meant, she sighed. “It basically translates to don’t look at her.” ”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Problem with Forever

“What movie are you guys gonna see anyway?”
“I don’t...know,” I answered when Rider remained quiet. An idea formed. “Do you want to come?”
Jayden blinked as if he was surprised. “Aw, that’s sweet of you, but I’m not good sittin’ in a theater.”
My brows furrowed. “Why?”
“Because he’d talk through it,” Paige answered from the couch. “He would literally talk through the entire movie.”
“True dat,” one of the other guys responded.
I grinned.
“It’s true. You know, I like to add commentary every once in a while,” Jayden explained. “But for some reason people be all upset over that.”
“I can imagine,” Rider replied drily.
“I like to think what I’m addin’ actually enlightens the experience,” Jayden said.
Paige snorted. “I don’t think enlighten is the right word.”
“My entire presence is enlightening,” he replied.
Hector looked over his shoulder, eyebrows raised. “I can come up with a few words that describe your presence. Enlightening is not one of them.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Problem with Forever

“You should be working on your speech instead of staring,” Rider said, never taking his eyes off his notebook.
Paige’s dark eyes flew to me and then narrowed.
Heat exploded across my cheeks.
“And you should actually be working on, I don’t know, your speech?” Hector grinned as he gestured to his paper, which appeared to have actual words on it. “And please don’t stare at him, Mallory. Because of Paige, his ego is already big enough. He doesn’t need any help.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Problem with Forever

“Do you know who that is?” Ainsley asked.
Swallowing as I placed the glass down, I nodded. “His name is...Hector. He’s Rider’s friend.”
A slow smile curled her lips. “He’s yummy.”
Just at that moment Hector laughed at something Rider must’ve said. The sound was deep and it traveled, turning several heads in the café. Hector was yummy. No doubt about that, but my gaze strayed to Rider. He smiled slightly, the dimple in his right cheek playing peekaboo. His lips moved and Hector glanced over at our table.
Surprise flickered over his face and then his full lips kicked up when his gaze settled on Ainsley and stayed.
“Me likie,” she whispered. “Does he have a girlfriend?”
I shrugged, wondering if she still had a boyfriend.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Problem with Forever