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I don’t know if I’ll ever find someone who loves me for me.
Drunk or sober, there’s no fucking way I’d let this she-devil into my home.
“Then how did I get in here, Adam? Why am I in your T-shirt, making breakfast in your kitchen?” “Beats me. Witches have all kinds of superpowers, I’ve heard.”
I want something. I want to be needed. Appreciated. Loved. No, I don’t just want it. I fucking crave it.
He’s…exceptional.
If you’ve ever wondered if thigh tattoos are hot, the answer is yes. So. Fucking. Hot.
“Don’t go dying on me, Rosie. I’m not ready to let you go yet. We’ve only just met.”
“You know, Rosie. I wasn’t having the best day when I ran into you. Or rather, when my dog tackled you to the ground. Maybe he knew what he was doing, though. Because my day got a hundred times better after you fell into it.”
If you’re looking for love, take a look at the people who show up for you every day. When you find someone who makes you feel like that, an extension of your family, you’ll know.”
“So go back next weekend. Same time, same place. Bet she’s there.” “That’s kinda…logical. But is it too much? It feels stalker-ish. I don’t wanna scare her off.” “Nah. A guy determined to track down a cutie he connected with? Girls eat that shit up.
“You thought of me, and that’s a big deal to me.”
“You’re cute as fuck, Rosie Wells.”
I need help. Maybe professional. I need to call a meeting. I need a motherfucking girls’ night.
“Because I gotta tell ya, Rosie, the thoughts I’ve been having would get just a friend into an awful lot of trouble.”
“Hidden…identity…” She underlines it three times. “I love this trope.”
because Adam Lockwood is totally freaking Pinterest-worthy.
I’ve been on plenty of dates. But this is the first one that’s felt like it’s meant something.”
“The pillows are comfy, I like having you next to me because you make me feel warm and special, and if you take my hand right now, I might not ever ask for it back.”
“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,” accidentally slips past my lips, and I clap a hand over my filthy, traitorous mouth. Adam grins. “Careful. I might take you up on that.”
“The only trouble I want to get into, Rosie…it’s with you.”
“This is Connor. He’s my son.”
Rosie is a mama.
“So what did you want to talk to me about then?” Rosie’s eyes drop to Connor. When they come back to me, the look she gives me says she’s not sure I’m all there. “That I have a son? You know, in case that wasn’t something you wanted in your life.” “Why would that matter?” She stares at her feet, tugs at her oversized T-shirt. “It matters to a lot of people.”
“It doesn’t matter to me. Now I get two for the price of one.”
I’d give anything to capture this moment in a photo, because right now, I see all of her, but more than that, I’ve found her.
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.
“I’ve always loved the color of these cupboards, but they’ve become my favorite part of this house since I met you.” My gaze comes to Adam’s as he strolls up beside me. “Why’s that?” He brushes my bangs aside. “Because they’re the same color as your eyes.”
Everything is still and quiet, and I feel…at home. With myself. With Connor. With Adam.
“I’m glad you’re here, Rosie. Both of you.”
“What’s easier for you?” “Being me,” he whispers. “Just me.” I take his face in my hands and swallow every worry. “I like you, Adam. Just you, the way you are.”
“I’ll be anything you want me to be.” “Just you, Adam. You’re enough exactly as you are.”
She doesn’t knock the air from my lungs when she walks into a room; she breathes the life back into me.
“I guess, next to you, I’m feeling a bit average.” “If I hear that word come out of your mouth one more time, I won’t be held responsible for my actions.”
“And all the things you see as imperfections are where somebody else, like me, finds beauty.”
Cara says ‘Stepdaddy Adam??? Man just went from a 10/10 to a solid 20.’
“I don’t need you to take on my pain, Adam. I just need you to sit with me while I feel it. That’s enough for me.”
“Nobody has ever fit into my life. I don’t want to know what it feels like to lose that.” “I like being here. I have no plans of leaving.”
The people who are going to choose you will love all your pieces, not just some of them.”
“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.”
With Adam, for the first time in so long, I feel seen. But it’s more than that. I don’t just feel seen; I feel like I’m the only person in his world when I’m with him.
“Why are you crying?” “I-I’m not,” I insist pathetically, swatting at my tears. “It’s the rain. It looks like tears, because, water, but it’s-it’s…”
“Then I’ll kiss the rain away,” he murmurs before his lips touch my cheeks, over and over, tiny kisses that make everything better and worse at the same time.
Connor’s always been the only family I needed, but I think with Adam…maybe he completes us.
“You are the most beautiful, kind, and thoughtful man on this planet. My heart is already yours. No isn’t an option, Adam.
“Thank you so much for doing that. He really loves spending time with you.” “He makes me feel like I’m doing something right in this life.”
“You’re doing everything right.”
“Let me show you what it’s like for me, looking at you. Every single thought leaves my body, except…wow. How fucking lucky am I? I found you, and somehow, you chose me. I get to keep you.”
I fell for this smile first, because there was no other choice but to fall.”
“Gorgeous sunset for my gorgeous girl.”
