“There was no closing my eyes and sliding back into that blissful dream of normal. This was my normal now.”
“I'm not normal, Tate.""I know." Her hand was working its way under my shirt, then touching my skin, sliding over my chest and stomach. "Does this feel good?"I closed my eyes and nodded. "You're normal enough.”
“You’re lucky this is a big night for you, Bliss. Normally, nobody gets between me and my tequila.”
“I'll do my dreaming with my eyes wide open, and I'll do my looking back with my eyes closed.”
“Fantasizing about an Italian hottie was far better than my normal dreams.”
“But I've strayed so far from normal now, I'll never find my way back. And the truth is, I no longer want to.”