Book Lovers

by Emily Henry

Got distracted by two gin martinis and a platinum blond shark who wanted me dead.

“Or maybe, Nora Stephens, I can read you like a book.”

Is there anything better than iced coffee and a bookstore on a sunny day? I mean, aside from hot coffee and a bookstore on a rainy day.

Many men are too insecure to date a tall woman.

As a tall woman .. yes this is true

“There isn’t for women either. There’s just tall women,” he says, “and the men too insecure to date them.”

“Until you got here,” he rasps, “all this place had ever been was a reminder of the ways I was a disappointment, and now you’re here, and—I don’t know. I feel like I’m okay. So if you’re the ‘wrong kind of woman,’ then I’m the wrong kind of man.”

“You fucking undo me,” he says.

Agh Charlie * melts

Tala regales us with a tale that is either the nonsense ramblings of a toddler or a faithful retelling of a Kafka novel.

“Such as I’m desperate to see your Peloton in real life,” he says. “And I need to know if your mattress deserves the hype. And most importantly, I’m so fucking in love with you, Nora.”