First to Fall (Bartholomew, #1)

by Laney Hatcher

I refused to condemn Emery to a contractual sham marriage just to save me from a life I didn’t want.

So I was continually surprised that she hadn’t yet figured out I was hopelessly in love with her.

People generally didn’t realize how much they’d grown until trying to fit themselves within expectations of the past.

“All is well.” Hell. All is hell.

Augie refused to let me commit violence at my own engagement party. And wasn’t it my party after all? I should have been able to throttle the Duke of Kendrick if I so desired.

I waited in the tree house every night for the next week, but Augie didn’t return.

You’re like the sun, and I feel unable to do anything but bask in your brilliance.”

Praise should be given freely and often, not a favor won under the threat of tears.

“Why would you want to make yourself smaller? Do we ask the sun to dim its light?”