I’m exhausted after traveling the entire day, and I still need to shower, but I can fit in at least one more chapter before I sleep. I have to.
The smaller the house, the more a family is forced to love one another. They have no extra space not.
Trying to pretend we’re okay. Trying to hide from each other when we cry.
You’re the first person in this world I’ve ever loved without some reasoning or justification behind it. I just love you because I can’t help it, and it feels good to love you... I’m confident that I’ll never spend a single second of my life regretting you.
It has to be confusing, falling in love with a writer’s words before you meet the actual writer. Some people find it difficult to separate a character from the individual who created them.
The pain will never go away. But if you let yourself love her, you’ll only feel it sometimes, instead of allowing it to consume your entire life.
But right now, our house is silent. And that silence between us is so loud.
Graham doesn’t even touch me and I feel it everywhere. Jason touches me everywhere and I feel it nowhere.
He’s just the right amount of confident and cocky. But he balances that out with his reverent side.
As soon as Corey figured out that I wasn’t the person my character was based on, he realized we weren’t compatible. I wasn’t heroic. I wasn’t simple. I was difficult. An emotionally challenging puzzle he wasn’t up for solving.
I realize why I find him so attractive. It’s because he makes me feel attractive.
And that’s what love at first sight is. It isn’t really love at first sight until you’ve been with the person long enough for it to become love at first sight.
I still feel all the comforts of childhood when I’m sick and my mother takes care of me.
Mommy said I shouldn’t talk to you if you ask me questions about her.
I’m a grammar snob. It should be your perfections.
He laughs. “What do I smell like?” “Petrichor.” He’s dragging his lips down my stomach. “I don’t even know what that means.
We came so close to losing everything we had built together because of something that was out of our control. Something that should have brought us closer together but instead pulled us further apart.
It needed to be rebuilt from the ground up, with an entirely different foundation. I started out our life together with certain expectations, and when those expectations weren’t met, I had no idea how to move forward.
It had been six months since they were born, and I still wished they didn’t exist.
Find something to fill all the empty corners.