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“Oh, yeah, I could do that. I’m really good at eating dinner.” Her jaw drops, and she claps both hands over her mouth. “Oh my gosh. I’m really good at eating dinner. Did I just say that out loud? I did, didn’t I?”
“Got it. Two bottles of wine, an ice cream cone, and date number two.” He grins then, wide and full of mischief as his gaze drops to my legs. His hand lands on my knee, sliding along my bare skin, where he nabs the hem of my dress from where it’s ridden up my thigh. Gently, he shifts it back into place, eyes rising to meet mine, a fire blazing so hot, it singes my skin. “I can’t wait to unravel you.”
“I thought we’d be able to stay longer if we had some light. Then I could keep you longer.”
“You can keep me forever,”
“Careful. I might take you up on that.” He twines our fingers together, a warmth I don’t want to lose. “Sounds like my type of forever.”
“The only trouble I want to get into, Rosie…it’s with you.”
“Does this count as our second date?”
“Do you want it to?”
“I’m already planning the third.”
“There’s just something about a man who drives a truck.”
I feel a pull toward a future I’ve always dreamt of, a stability I’ve craved and been deprived of for too long. And yet I’m ready to throw away nearly everything I know, all that I’ve worked for, for the smallest taste of this man, to feel his hands coast the valleys of my body, to make every inch of me come alive. Because, God, I feel alive with him, and all he’s doing is standing there, holding my world in his arms, looking at us like we might be his.
She doesn’t knock the air from my lungs when she walks into a room; she breathes the life back into me.
“If I never had to close my eyes again, that’d be okay, so long as I could keep them on you. Can’t seem to take them off you whenever you’re around.”
because effortless doesn’t mean easy. It’s effortless because love is meant to be natural, something you feel so deeply and nothing can change it. But all love is hard sometimes.”
I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve wondered why loving ourselves is one of the hardest things we’ll ever do.
Choosing you? Because it didn’t feel like a choice; it just felt right.” “Like it was meant to happen? Me and you? That little boy out there?” “Like we were lost, and you pulled your truck over to the side of the road and asked if we needed a ride. We climbed in and never left.”
cheek. “I like that. You were made to ride in my passenger seat.”
“I like you as a gentleman, but I love when you lose a little composure.” “Well, thank fuck. Because I feel like I’m losing my fucking mind right now, and you’re the one stealing it.”
“You’re not my first choice, Rosie. You’re the only goddamn option.”
“I don’t want to waste my time asking pointless questions, imagining a life where you’re anywhere other than right next to me. I want to spend my days giving you the love you’ve always deserved, the kind you’ve dreamed of, and I want to show you how thankful I am for giving it back to me.
“I’m weak for you—so fucking weak—but the bedroom is the last place you’ll see it.”
When I’m with Rosie, I feel like there’s no one alive who can love her the way I do, the way I want to promise to love her for as long as she’ll let me.
“I’ve always seen you, Adam. And I’ve loved everything I’ve seen. I know you’ve hidden this part of you for a reason, but I’m certain I’m going to love it too.”
“Hi, I-lan. Hi, baby.” He smiles, eyes alight, and points at his chest. “Conn’a hug I-lan?”
“Olivia!” Carter shrieks, waving aimlessly. “Get the camera! It’s happening!” He tears the video recorder from her hand when she returns with it, and sinks to his belly on the floor, eyes glittering as he records my son hugging this sweet little girl. “Her first friend.”
“You think Rosie’s gonna watch the game on TV?” “Nah.”
“Thanks, you fucking turtle dick. You could’ve appeased me and said yes, you know.”
I couldn’t wipe the grin off my face if I tried, and as I skate toward Rosie and Connor, it only grows. Connor’s wearing a tiny version of my jersey, big headphones covering his ears, and when Rosie points to me, a smile ignites his face.
I want to be your partner, and I want to do all the things together. The adventurous things and the quiet, lazy things. I want to do all the happy things, and all the sad, hard things, too, as long as I’m doing them with you.
She unravels every string, and when she puts me back together again, I’m better than I was before. Whole, finally, and I don’t think I’ve ever been whole.
What I wouldn’t give to live one day inside the head of a person who never second-guesses themselves.
“I must have died and gone to hell, because I know Satan’s whore didn’t really just rise from the ashes and walk the fuck in here.”
“I saw this on Maury once.”
Hahahaha
“What’s he doing?” Garrett whispers. “I don’t know,” Jaxon murmurs. “That’s, like, his fifth Fruit Roll-Up.”
Im dying. They are hilarious
“Emmett, get Cara on the phone. I need her advice.”
“She’s been preparing for this her entire life.”
“We don’t only choose you when it’s convenient and easy and happy. We choose you through all the hard, challenging moments in between. That’s how families love each other, Adam.
“If I’m your happy ending, you’re my heaven. There’s nothing else I need from this world. I could live here forever, in this place where I’m yours and you’re mine. There’s never been anything more beautiful than this version of paradise. I’m certain of it.”
Crying
“I lub you, Dada.” He points at me, holding the ring out. “Gib Mama wing?”
