Crash & Carnage (Tarnished Angels Motorcycle Club, #2)

by Emma Slate

“Doc?” I looked behind me. “Think about it.” “Think about what?” He grinned. “Me. Naked. I’ve got tattoos you haven’t even seen yet.” “You’re incorrigible.” He reached for my yogurt. “You’re already thinking about it. I know it.”

I laughed. “I wouldn’t have known what to do with a guy like you back in high school.” “Darlin’,” he drawled. “You don’t know what to do with a man like me now.” No truer statement had been uttered between us.

“There’s never enough time when you find the person you’re supposed to be with. So, if you have a shot in hell of finding someone real, someone meaningful, someone that gets inside of you and lights you up, then embrace it. And who fucking cares how it looks. You get one life, Linden. Don’t waste it.”

“We’re all broken in some way. If you’re lucky, you might find someone whose broken pieces fit with yours.”

You have to take risks, because if you don’t, then you’ll wake up at the end of your life full of regrets, and a head full of dreams never lived, and that’s a lot worse than dying.”

“I’m gonna tell you a secret. I’m not going anywhere, Linden. You want to push me away, go ahead. Try. I’ll still be here when you’re done pushing.”