That’s what love is, Georgie. Accidental damage protection.
Having kids sent a tornado through your marriage, then made you happy for the devastation. Even if you could rebuild everything just the way it was before, you’d never want to.
He had the smilingest face she’d ever seen.
You’re not the ugly one.” Levi grinned. “You’re just the Clark Kent.
The arguments in her brain were like a swarm of people running from a burning building and getting stuck in the door.
So stop making it so hard, Cath. You kissed him, right? The only question is, do you want to kiss him again?
I love you,” he said. “I love you more than I hate everything else.
Because I’m the kind of girl who fantasizes about being trapped in a library overnight.
Neal loved her, Georgie knew that. He couldn’t keep his hands off her – he couldn’t keep his ink off her; he was always doodling on her stomach or her thigh or her shoulder. He kept a set of Prismacolor markers by his bed, and when Georgie took a shower, the water rain rainbows.
There’s only one of him, she thought, and he’s right here. He knows I’ll like a song before I’ve heard it. He laughs before I even get to the punch line. There’s a place on his chest, just below his throat, that makes me want to let him open doors for me. There’s only one of him.
I’ll cross the sky for you.
I’m scared of everything. And I’m crazy. Like maybe you think I’m a little crazy, but I only ever let people see the tip of my crazy iceberg. Underneath this veneer of slightly crazy and socially inept, I’m a complete disaster.
Kissed. Cath loved that word. She used it sparingly in her fic, just because it felt so powerful. It felt like kissing to say it. Well done, English Language.
They agreed about everything important and argued about everything else.
You’re not a book person. And now you’re not an internet person? What does that leave you?
It’s still romantic falling inlove for someone for who she is and what she says and what she believes in.
He felt all of the tension rush out of him. Without it, he could hardly stand up.
Someone had given Georgie a magic phone and all she’d wanted to do with it is stay up late talking to her old boyfriend. If they’d given her a proper time machine, she probably would have used it to cuddle with him. Let someone else kill Hitler.
He liked being near that, that kind of brave and crazy.
Dear Park, I like you so much. You have really beautiful cheeks.