I was finally home. Not the place, but his arms. Archer’s arms were my home- the only place I wanted to be, the place where I felt safe. The place where I felt loved.
She was everything to me: my dreams, my weakness, and the person who made me want to be strong. She was the one woman who showed me I mattered, that I was wanted. That I was enough.
If I were just a boy, and you were just a girl, I wouldn’t kiss you once like you asked.” He paused and my heart dropped. Oh. “Eden, I’d kiss you long, and I’d kiss you often.
But no one could fix anyone else. We could only fix ourselves.
I fell so damn hard, Tenleigh. Standing right at this bookshelf. I gave you my heart and you weren’t even in the room.
I swear to you, my beautiful, sweet love, everyone deserves a love story that doesn’t hurt.
If I have to live in Elysium for eternity with someone I don’t love, I thought maybe a kiss from you, even just one, would make it bearable.
You have to feel the pain if you’re going to feel the joy.
We will never be perfect or without flaws, the lives we’ve been given are not like that. But, Lily, in my heart, you are perfect for me. Perfectly mine.
May ya never lie, steal, cheat, or drink. But if ya must lie, lie in each other’s arms. If ya must steal, steal kisses. If ya must cheat, cheat death. And if ya must drink, drink with us, your friends. To me friends!
Eden, yeah, she was definitely a morning glory: as pretty as a flower, with the strength of a weed.
It’s okay to cry. It’s how your heart speaks its pain.
I grabbed her hand and pulled her into my arms, kissing her lips and falling in love with her, just like I still did a thousand times a day.
He smiled. I still wasn’t used to getting them, and this one made my heart speed up just a little bit. They were like a rare gift that he gave out. I snatched it up and stored it somewhere inside of me.
He looked like every hero in every fairy tale I’d ever dreamed come to life. And, God, I wanted to believe in heroes again. But sometimes, I supposed, a girl just had to be her own hero.
Kiss me back, Tenleigh,” he whispered, his voice strained. “God, please kiss me back.
People suffer all over the world, every day. But people triumph all over the world every day, too.
I guess if you choose to trust a snake, you deserve his venom.
I want my home to be your home, my bed to be your bed. I want your nighttime heat to be within arm’s reach.
Archer had this way of doing things that was so sexy and supremely male, it made my heart skip a beat at how naturally and unknowingly he did them. He would lean a hip against the counter in a certain way, or stand in a doorway holding on to the moulding above him as he watched me – things he had no idea affected me the way they did. It was just him being him, and somehow that made it even more appealing.