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385 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 18, 2014
“I never realized how powerful desire could be. It consumes every part of you, enhancing your senses by a million. When you’re in the moment… all you can do is focus on the person in front of you.”
"Having her so close feels as though we’ve created our own personal space and nothing from outside our world can make its way in, and nothing from inside our world can make its way out."
"Hey, Heart. Are you listening? You and I are officially at war."
"Nothing in my life has ever felt so good, yet hurt so achingly bad."
"God, I hate feelings. Or I hate my conscience. The two are constantly at war and I'm not sure which one I'd rather turn off."
Maybe not right now. Maybe not tomorrow. But maybe someday.
I’m convinced that people come across others in life whose souls are completely compatible with their own. Some refer to them as soul mates. Some refer to it as true love. Some people believe their souls are compatible with more than one person, and I’m beginning to understand how true that might be.
“I’ll make you a deal, I’ll keep my hands off you tonight so guys won’t assume you’re madly in love with me. I hate cock blockers, and I refuse to be one. But if anyone makes you uncomfortable, just look at me and give me a signal so I can swoop in and pull you out of the situation.”Gah! He was just too funny!
‘Sometimes in life, we need a few bad days in order to keep the good ones in perspective.’
‘Heroines don’t need protecting.’
"She’s worth it all. She’s worth more."
How can two people who both have such good intentions end up with feelings, derived from all the goodness, that are so incredibly bad?
“Sometimes in life, we need a few bad days in order to keep the good ones in perspective.”
“Hey, heart. Are you listening?
You and I are officially at war.”
“I...will never...regret you.”
“A life of mediocrity is a waste of a life.”
“I don't want to care. But I can tell by how disappointed I feel that I do care.”
“There will never be a maybe someday.”
“Maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano
All I know is I love you too much to walk away though
Come inside, pick up your bags off the sidewalk
Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk
Told you this is my fault
Look me in the eyeball
Next time I'm pissed, I'll aim my fist at the drywall
Next time? There won't be no next time!
I apologize even though I know its lies
I'm tired of the games I just want her back
I know I'm a liar
If she ever tries to fucking leave again
Im'a tie her to the bed and set this house on fire.”
People don’t get to choose who they fall in love with. They only get to choose who they stay in love with.
Him: Do you sing in the shower?
I shake my head, confirming my initial suspicion. He’s a flirt. Of course he is, he’s a musician.
Me: I don’t know what kind of question that is, but if this is your attempt at flirting, I’ve got a boyfriend. Don’t waste your time.
✔︎ I’m happy that he’s here. I’m pissed off that he’s here.
✔︎ Please, let it be Ridge. Please, don’t let it be Ridge.
✔︎ I’ve never felt about anyone or anything the way I feel about him.
✔︎ Oh, my God he looks incredible. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen him on a stage.
✔︎ I love the fact that Hunter is about to turn around and witness Ridge looking like this. (i.e. Shirtless.)
We both know where we want to be; we just don’t know how to get there.
Or when we should get there.