I can’t believe I’ve known this girl for only seven days. She’s become my everything-and with all my baggage, I’ve probably become her worst nightmare.
Crew slips his fingers beneath my chin, his thumb rubbing. “You belong to me,” he whispers.
I protect what’s mine,” he says through gritted teeth, his eyes blazing with anger.
Sometimes, doing something without thinking can be liberating.
It’s hard to face your problems, especially when you’re the one creating the majority of them.
And how do you feel?” “Like you’re mine and I want everyone to know it,” he answers seriously.
Sometimes I see only what I want to see, not what’s actually happening.
You make it easy for me. I just want to see you happy. That’s my end goal.” He leans in and kisses the tip of my nose. “You are my end goal, Jo Jo.
Don’t say it, Birdy. Not now, when we’re FaceTiming each other.” His smile is smug. “Save it for when we’re actually together.
When we are lucky enough to find someone who makes our world brighter, shouldn’t we grab them and not let them go?
It’s not that I hate my job. I love working here, but sometimes, I hate peopling. Peopling is the worst.
Just the idea of cheating on this beautiful woman fills me with disgust.
He’s not treating me like a delicate doll, and oh God, I like it.
At the same exact time, he quietly confesses, “I can’t stop thinking about you.
Love should be earned. And once earned, it should be considered precious. A gift. You give it away too freely, and it becomes meaningless.
Don’t ever speak to Summer Savage again, do you hear me? If I see you so much as look in her direction, I’ll slice your balls off and feed them to you.
Troubled souls also just need someone to love them sometimes. Someone to believe in them when they already feel so defeated.
Money protects you. Insulates you. Those who win in the game of life, always win when they have the most money.
Do you have any hobbies?” “Such a general question.” Wait, am I teasing him? “It’s a solid way to find out what you like.” He’s got a point. “I like to travel.
Books don’t let you down – especially romances. You get that ending you want, even if it’s hard won.
An early birthday present for my Birdy. A million kisses in your lifetime, from me to you. Love, Crew.