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The girls cheers-ed, hit the shot glasses on the table, and threw them back. I watched Emmy’s throat as she swallowed.
“cheers-ed”
Nooooooo
Emmy Ryder might have been in like with me, but it was then that I knew I was falling in love with her.
When we were cleaning up, the small speaker he had in the living room started to play a slow Randy Travis song. He threw the towel he was using to dry dishes over his shoulder and grabbed my hand, pulling me to him. He put one hand on my waist and used the other to intertwine our fingers. We swayed together in the kitchen, and I could’ve stayed in that moment forever.
Absolutely love this!
“Sugar, you deserve to go out on your own terms. Just because you got dusted doesn’t mean you’re done.”
Punching an old woman in the face was not on my to-do list today.
You know in the action movies, when the hero and heroine kiss right before the battle, and all of the sudden they’re ready to take on the aliens or the mutated monster or whatever? I understood that now.
Luke wasn’t my secret. He was just mine.
“Thank you,” he continued, “for taking care of my baby girl.” “She can take care of herself,” I said. “I know she can, but you made sure she didn’t have to do it alone.”
How everyone didn’t know the man was hat over boots for you before the whole kissing incident is beyond me.
“hat over boots”
That’s cute
“Some love stories burn hot and fast, but you two are more low and slow,” she said. “It’s a strong and steady kind of love.”
