The Belle and the Beard (The Santillian Triplets, #3)

by Kate Canterbary

"Because years are not wasted. You were alive. You lived those years. You experienced more than a job in that time."

"You know how people do it? They decide to fuck the plan. Seriously. Fuck the plan. Walk in the woods. Reject anyone's definition of success. Abandon expectations. Listen to your heartbeat. Take no one's shit." He brought his hand to my neck, sliding it around to cup my nape. "And steal every kiss you can."

"Nothing blooms in every season," I said. "You shouldn't expect that of yourself when it doesn't occur in nature."

"Even when you're wrecked, you're perfect to me. You're always perfect the way you are."

But my life has many facets and the people I spend time with should be reflective of that. I can't throw myself all in one direction and still expect to feel whole."

"It's okay to change your life, Jasper. It's okay for it to be messy and it's okay to wonder if you've ruined it all."

There's no limit on the number of acts in your play. You get as many as you want. You just have to keep getting on stage."