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It’s disgusting how many men have some lame pickup line about how it’s my last night of freedom, and I should spend it riding their big dick.
Ew. 😒
I’ve never been that crazy girl who can put my inhibitions aside and let loose,
Same girlie! Sameeeeeeee
He’ll be pissed if I interrupt his bachelor party with the guys, regardless of the situation.
Again, ew.
I’m marrying Tristan. He is the love of my life. Right?
Tristan sounds like a douche canoe, girlie pop.
Sounds like her fiancé is a dick.
My thoughts exactly
At least it wasn’t my other secret list that fell out, the embarrassing one with the sexual experiences I’d hoped to have.
Sexy bucket list? I see where this is going. 🤭
“Not a guy for tattoos?” I shake my head. “And mar his beautiful skin?”
Yeah, I definitely don’t like Tristan.
Then he asked me to go to my grandparents’ country club for Sunday dinner with them. That’s where I met Tristan.
So stuck up daddy made sure to set her up with someone just like him. Ew. 😒
“Hey, pinkie swears are sacred.”
Hell yeah they are
I’d never want my girlfriend, fiancée, or wife to feel that way about me, and I pray whoever I decide to marry, if I ever do, knows that I’m her sidekick in whatever crazy thing she wants to do.
Conor you walking green flag you.
The officiant asks whether anyone objects to this union, and I open my mouth to put an end to this, but the church doors burst open. Everyone turns in the direction of light pouring in at the end of the aisle. Conor. He bends over and heaves for breath before raising his hand. He searches me out, and when our eyes lock, a smile creeps up his lips, wrapping around his face as though I’m his sunshine after a destructive storm. “I object!”
Atta boy, Conor!
“Oh, fucking hell,” Tweetie says from behind me.
They could never make me hate you, Tweetie Sorensen!
Her eyes soften, and there she is. I get a glimpse of my Eloise.
“My Eloise” 🥹🥹🥹
Tristan stomps toward us and raises his fist, but when Conor ducks, Tristan’s punch lands on Kyleigh’s cheek. “You’re a dead man!” Rowan tackles Tristan.
Get em Mr. Heartbreaker!
So, I don’t want to be your rebound guy. I want to be your guy, period.”
And this is why this book is called Mr. SWOOOOOOOONY 😍
I don’t say that I hope it’s her. That when I picture it, I see her with open arms and our kids hugging our legs. I don’t want to scare her, but fuck, I’m not sure I can slow down this train. I’m in deep when it comes to her and barreling headfirst into love.
Conor & Eloise sitting in a tree… 😍
“I want the job. I want to be the one to calm your fears, to empower you, to be the one you seek out to find refuge.”
Will you marry me, Eloise Corbin?”
WHAAAAAAAAAAT?!? You’ve been together like five minutes. Really going with the “when you know, you know” trope here.
“I get to cross something off my list.” He presses his thumb on the line that reads “Ask Eloise to marry me”
Okay, this is adorable. 🥹
Sometimes when you know, you know, and it’s as simple as that.
Just call me Raven 😂
