The Write Time (Leade Park, #2)

by Allie Samberts

Writer Boy loves me for who I am,” she argues pointedly. “Sure, but I love you in spite of who you are, which is arguably more meaningful.”

I raise my eyebrow and slowly shake my head at her. “You’re ridiculous.” “I am,” she admits, “but I’m told you love me in spite of who I am, which is the most meaningful kind of love. Now let’s get out of here and get some lunch. I’m starving.”

You’re living rent-free in my head twenty-four-seven, Jenny, and I like it way too much.”

I want to give you all of me. Forever. You either think you’re worth that, or you don’t. You either want it, or you don’t.

If you love someone long enough, you’re inevitably going to find out all their deep, dark secrets. The love part of it is when you keep choosing them anyway.”

“I’m in love with you. I think I have been since we met, or soon after.”