Take a Hint, Dani Brown (The Brown Sisters, #2)

by Talia Hibbert

“Christ, you’re such a Sagittarius.”

Dani and i sharing a name and a sign!?!:

Why don’t you take a second to be proud of yourself? You can poke holes in it later.

Judging by the strangled sound he made, Zaf appeared to be having some sort of mental crisis.

Since his brain was his brain, his first thought was that she’d died.

“Right,” he said dryly, and then he bumped their noses together, and her entire middle folded in half before melting everywhere like butter.

smooth like butta

He wasn’t going to tell her about the heights his anxiety had reached, or how it turned out depression could fuel rage like nothing else, or how bleak it felt when the fire ran out and the demons were all you had left. Not right now, anyway.

Was it possible to move on too hard? So hard you became afraid of even glancing back?

Oh, lovely. Edison was steering things quite nicely, and once you got past the haunted eyes of a starved Victorian infant, he seemed a friendly and capable man.

i cant stop laughing LMFAO

“If you want to know, I’ll buy you a copy. No spoilers.” “Except for the happy ending.” He laughed. “That’s not a spoiler. That’s a safety net.”