Baggage Claim (Aspen Peaks #1)

by Juliana Smith

“Go team.” I playfully smacked her butt like we were a couple of football players going to the playoffs. She turned to me and gave me another stern look. “Too soon?” “Way too soon.”

“If you were actually mine, I would want to be able to see your eyes when we’re talking.”

You act like this is going to be torture. It’s called fun! You don’t have to plan fun; you just go have it.” She crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair. “Tell that to anyone who showed up to Disney World without reservations.” “Come on, Grinchy. Give Cindy-Lou a chance.”

“You should do that more often,” he said confidently. “What?” “Smile like that.”

I needed a warm beach. I needed an Adirondack chair and a cold drink in my hand. I needed palm trees, not pine trees.

“If you were mine, you would never wonder how perfect you are.”

I swore my Grinch heart grew three sizes.

there’s something you can’t control, it’s because you weren’t meant to control it. All we can do is manage how we react to what inevitable pain life brings us.”

I would never let anyone else hurt you.” If only you were really mine.

“What do you want, Olive? You want the moon? Just say the word and I’ll throw a lasso around it and pull it down.”

“Oh, come on there’s got to be somebody. What does it take to be qualified as Olive Moore’s boyfriend?” “I don’t know. I want someone who will look at me like I’m the only person in the room.”

I would gladly claim all your baggage if it meant you would be mine.”