The Pucking Wrong Number (Pucking Wrong, #1)

by C.R. Jane

“Love the way you say my name, dream girl.”

“Say what? That I’m already falling for you?”

“Alright, dream girl. I’ll give you tonight. But you and me…its fucking real. It’s the realest fucking thing I’ve ever felt in my life. And sooner or later, you’re going to realize it too.”

“If you ever wear another man’s jersey, I will kill that man. So be careful, sweetheart.”

“I would put you in my pocket if I could, baby. Keep you with me always.”

“When something feels this fucking good, you don’t fight it. You just follow it to the ends of the earth, no matter where it takes you.”

“I’ll show you how good it can be. Until you’re not scared anymore. Until trusting me is as easy as breathing.”

"Everything starts with a dream, baby. And now you have me to make sure it all happens."

“Yep. And I’m going to stay on the phone with you the whole time, because, baby, your tears are tearing me apart. Dream girls aren’t ever supposed to cry.”

"You think I'm delusional for seeing how amazing you are? How special and strong and beautiful?"

"How can there be anyone else when you exist in the world?"

“Fuck love, Monroe. Love is nothing. You can feel love for anyone. What I feel for you is pain. Knowing that a part of my fucking soul is living outside of my body and now that I’ve found it, I’ll die if I ever lose it. That’s what we have. Love is a shadowed imitation for people unlucky enough to never find their soulmates. What we have is everything.”