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do miss being in someone’s arms. I just want a good guy for once. Is that too much to ask for? Someone who looks at a dandelion and sees a wish, not a weed.” Lunden
“Some folks cling to the past like an anchor and allow it to plunge them into the depths of bitterness.
Quade barked a laugh. “Are you serious? It’s my fault you nose-dived into the pool?” “Yes! You practically pushed me when you whirled around like a lunatic, causing the wind trajectory to change and . . .” Her words dried up. A second later, she burst into laughter, and so did Quade. “Changed the wind trajectory?” he said. “Really?”
Lol
To the detriment of her mind and body, she remembered the sentiment of feeling like the only two people in the room. Like if the world were to end at that very moment, it wouldn’t matter, because you were with the one person who had the uncanny ability to make even death feel secondary.
“Judging by the way you two looked on that dance floor, not for long. If that man would have so much as blown on you, you would have had an orgasm.”
Lol right
One thing he hadn’t counted on—actually, several things: her feeling so damn good, feeling so damn familiar, being so damn wet, and fitting around him so damn perfectly.
He backtracked, captured her hand, and scribbled I love you into her palm—just as he’d done so many times when they were young—but not the words, the numbers, 1-4-3, just as she had done. One to represent the one letter in I. Four to represent the four letters in love. Three to represent the three letters in you.
We fall in love by chance. We stay in love by choice. I choose you to love, Lunden. I choose you,” he repeated.
