Like Real People Do (Breakaway #1)

by E.L. Massey

half because he’s pretty sure he’s in love, and it’s terrible.

Loved him in the way young, lonely people love—too fast and with too much of themselves, and Alex remembers. And remembering hurts.

“I’m miss Mama’s cooking. Maybe I get her, um”—he gestures for a moment—”cooking plays?” he says a little helplessly. “‘Cooking plays,’” Eli repeats. “Oh, you mean recipes?” “Yes. Recipes.” Could he be more adorable? Cooking plays, honestly.

I love Kuzy so so much

“It’s nice. That people think, you know. That.” “What?” “That someone would want me. That someone like you would want me.”

So sweet and so heartbreaking

“Calculus is homophobic,” Eli mutters. “What?” Alex says. “How?” “I’m gay, and it inconveniences me.”

Por qué todos mis nietos deben enamorarse de gringos? Ay, al menos él es lindo.”

Classic Abuela comment 😅

“I was so lonely before you. Except I didn’t even realize I was lonely. I thought that was the way I was supposed to be.”