Fire Away (The Bunkhouse, #2)

by Lainey Lawson

I’d like to correct her with the fact that I most definitely did not embarrass her on purpose, but I hate fighting and she argues for a living. Going back and forth with her would be pointless. And I’d have to be an idiot not to realize that now is not the time to push her.

Smart man!

And I want to help people. Not sit in a skyscraper all day doing nothing but figuring out ways to keep white-collar rich businessmen with questionable ethics out of muddy water.”

“I think if I had friends like that, parents like that . . .” she trails off, deep in thought. “I’d be different. I don’t like being jealous or constantly struggling like this. I just don’t know if my life will ever feel easy.”

Loving the anxiety representation in this book!

There’s an earnestness about the Farrows that throws me off. I’ve been existing all this time, afraid of people like that, always wondering if it was nothing more than a front to mask their malicious intent. Now I find myself wanting to surround myself with their brand of genuine personalities rather than running, no matter how foreign that feeling is.

And I’d also like to cunt punt you into the next dimension right now.

Laughed out loud on this one!

“It’s not bad to avoid something that doesn’t make you happy. That’s healthy,” he says

“So . . . what am I supposed to do? Just never speak to my parents again? Ignore my brother for the rest of our lives?” I laugh. “Maybe,” he huffs. “Family is everything at the end of the day, I’ve always believed that. But family is more than just who you’re blood-related to, it’s who loves you how you deserve. From what you’ve told me, I don’t like how they treat you. You can set some boundaries with them and if they can’t respect you and are still making you feel terrible about yourself, then we need to figure something else out.”