Making the Marquess (Brotherhood of the Black Tartan, #4)

by Nichole Van

Such unabashed cheer bordered on maniacally obnoxious. It set his teeth on edge and his shoulders to bristling. He was in the middle of a mental existential crisis! Had the lady no compassion?!

Some days, isn't this what it feels like? Though sometimes I'm probably the one being obnoxiously cheerful.

“But in between those two points, we choose to make one person family. One person to tie to our side and walk the path of life with us. I know this truth feels dichotomous to my first point—that we are ultimately alone—but that is life, I suppose. Full of paradoxes.”

I love this.