Author of the CONTOURS OF THE HEART series and the BETWEEN THE LINES series.
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“If someone had asked, "How does this compare to kissing Kennedy?" I would have answered, "Who?”
“I'm going to arrange you, if that's okay?"I swallowed. "Uh... sure." My hands were clutched to my ribcage, my shoulders hunched almost to my ears. What, this isn't how you want me positioned?”
“He stuck the pencil over his ear, looking unconvinced. "Mmm. What position would you be the most comfortable for you?"I couldn't say aloud the answers that popped into my head at that question, but the flush that spread across my face like wildfire gave me away. He caught his lower lip in his teeth, and I was sure it was to contain a laugh. Most comfortable position? What about with my head stuck under a pillow?”
“Bonus: I now knew what Erin meant by lickable abs.”
“Sisters in solidarity and all that shit.”
“Damn Kennedy. Damn him, damn him. It would serve him right to see me with someone like Lucas. Someone so different, but equally hot. More so, if I started calculating details.”
“Minus my relationship with Kennedy, I had no automatic invitation to Greek Parties or events, though Chaz and Erin could invite me to some stuff since I fell under the heading of acceptable things to bring to any party: alcohol and girls.Awesome. I'd gone from independent girlfriend to party paraphernalia.”
“His jaw clenched. "Okay, so I guess trying to let you down easy was a bad idea--""This is your idea of letting me down easy? Breaking up with me so you can screw other girls? Without feeling guilty? Are you serious?""As a heart attack."The last thing I thought before I picked up my econ textbook and hurled it at him: How can he use such a piece-of-shit cliche in a moment like this?”
“Really, he could have just punched me in the stomach, because my brain refused to comprehend the words he was saying. A physical assault, it might have understood.”
“Growing up with my dad taught me to either lie like a pro or not bother.”
“She's like a wind-up monkey that winds itself.”
“She's the ultimate heroine, strong-willed and independent, intelligent, loyal, but at the same time, she's not flawless, she's not above mistakes, or falling in love.”
“When you finally figure out what you really want, everything else pales in comparison.”
“Testing her sexuality, she thinks she's caught a beautiful fish, when in reality, she's netted a shark.”
“The key to lying skillfully is never lie to yourself.”
“How could I not love you? No one has ever affected me like you do. When you told me goodbye last month, I tried to let you go. I told myself it was the best thing for you because you wanted it. But you’re wrong, Dori. I’m good for you even if you don’t know it yet. I know because I’ve never been good for anyone before.”
“And then she told me she didn’t want someone who needed her in order to be a better guy. She wanted someone who was better by himself, with or without her.”
“Brooke?”I puff out a sigh. “For chrissake, Reid, who do you think it is? And haven’t you put me into your contacts yet?”“Yeah... It just says Satan, though, and I forgot I’d assigned that title to you.”
“Sorry, boyfriends everywhere—you’re doomed to sit through an hour and forty-seven minutes of syrupy drivel. The payoff? Between my face, Tadd’s abs and Quinton’s biceps, your girl will be ready for takeoff as soon as the credits roll. You’re welcome.”
“Oh No! My wings are effed up!”
“I thought I dreamed you." The words whisper from my parched throat.His head tilts to one side, his mouth shifting to something less sarcastic, more amused. "That may be the most enchanting thing I've ever been told after spending the night with a girl.”
“It isn't fair how I doubt him, and I wonder if he'll ever gather that my loss of faith extends further than I'd ever known it would, severing lines of trust and leveling my confidence like a city-flattening tornado.”
“There are a million ways to lose someone you love.”
“Tonight I want to stand on the side of a cliff and look down, dare the wind to gust and knock me off. Everyone thinks that falling to your death is the worst thing that can happen. But that’s a lie. The worst thing is to be alive for no reason.”
“That macho protective bullshit is just some asshat man pissing on his territory so the other dogs will stay away.”
“Something about first love defies duplication. Before it, your heart is blank. Unwritten. After, the walls are left inscribed and graffitied. When it ends, no amount of scrubbing will purge the scrawled oaths and sketched images, but sooner or later, you find that there’s space for someone else, between the words and in the margins.”
“No offense to hot girls everywhere- but newsflash- there are hot girls everywhere.”
“That's how they say it: He loves you in his own way. Well, what about my way? What if I need for him to love me in my way?”
“I belong to you. There is no one else. All I want is to be where you are.”
“When you find yourself about to say something that crosses a line, something that could cause irreparable harm, sometimes the best you can do is just not say that thing.”
“I suppose love is never a sure thing, no matter what words are spoken. Love requires a leap of faith into the abyss, every time.”
“But I'll say this, if what looks like the facts of the matter are conflicting with your feelings, then you need more information before deciding”
“What do you say when the feelings don't fit into words?”
“But even if you have what everyone else wants- if it isn't what you want, it isn't what you want”
“When you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging.”