The Knocked Up Plan (One Love #3)

by Lauren Blakely

Fridge bondage. It’s a thing. Who knew?

I pace across the wood floor. It’s streaked with sneaker marks. “Want to know the biggest post-sex pet peeve of all?” All the men raise their faces. Eager acolytes. “Asking her if she came. Because if you can’t figure out whether she took a trip to the stars or not, then guess what the answer is.”

But life is a string of uncomfortable moments, and our job as adults is to navigate through them with the least harm and most love.

“He’s like a Niffler,” I say to my mom, referring to the Harry Potter fantastical creature that sniffed out shiny things.

You get what you get, and you don’t have a fit?”

Don’t settle for ordinary kisses. Kisses are the sustenance of love. They will feed you.

Be bold. Ask for what you want. You never know—you just might get it.

There’s nothing wrong with wanting something. So often we think we need to temper our hope so we’re prepared for bad news. Guess what? Bad news hurts whether you’re prepared for it or not. There’s nothing wrong with hoping for the best.”

I like to think our ability to love is infinite. I want to feel the limitlessness of love.