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“The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances. If there is any reaction, both are transformed.” ~ C.G. Jung
“Everyone has their weak spot. The one thing that, despite their best efforts, will always bring you to your knees, regardless of how strong you are otherwise. For some people, it’s love. Others, money or alcohol. Mine was worse: calculus.” ~ Sarah Dessen
It was the way he looked at Everly. Like she was the source of all goodness in his world and he’d never been happier than he was today.
“Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.” ~ Oprah Winfrey
“Mathematics may not teach us how to add love or how to minus hate. But it gives every reason to hope that every problem has a solution.” ~
“You care. Sex isn’t meaningless if you care. So that means it wasn’t.” “Wasn’t meaningless?” “Nope. She’s under your skin. Maybe she does drive you crazy, but that’s because you care about her, and you care what she thinks of you.”
“If she has the power to fuck up your insides this much, you only have two choices.” “Yeah?” “Get as far away from her as you can so you never have to see her again.” My gut churned at the thought. “Or?” “Marry her.”
I know you didn’t, sweetie. I just don’t know if I should be the one to walk you through this. My first instinct is to ask about his dick size and how many orgasms you had, and I have a feeling that isn’t what you need right now. Everly would know how to begin. I’m better as backup.
To be fair, you don’t have to like someone to have brutally hot sex.”
I’d never been an overly emotional person. But he brought out something in me, as if everything was heightened. At first, it had been almost entirely feelings of antagonism. Then attraction. Lust, if I was being truthful; attraction was too mild of a word for the scorching fire he produced in me.
Yes, I decided I did like Corban. I liked what he had in his pants, too. Blowing out a breath, I adjusted my glasses. This was neither the time nor the place to be thinking about that.
I had an overpowering—and very strange—urge to march over there and attach myself to him like a koala.
“Yeah. I’m not sure when it happened, but at some point I stopped looking at the sky and started looking at the people around me.”
It was like walking into a maze I’d thought I’d solved—the route to the exit memorized—and realizing all the walls had moved.
“Sometimes you can’t see things for what they are until you get on the other side of them.”
“For the right man. Or perhaps the man who’s right for now. Could you use a right now man in your life, darling?”
“My lovelies, I propose a toast. To friendship with benefits, and the cocks who are worthy of it.”
I tried not to flinch, but damn, that stung. Because that was the thing, wasn’t it? No one had ever felt that strongly about me. And the truth was, no one was ever going to, whether I wanted it or not.
My heart was beating too fast and my chest felt heavy. She regretted it. That was what she was telling me. She regretted sleeping with me. Whatever it was we’d had together, she didn’t want to fix it. She wished it hadn’t happened. We were a mistake. That tiny spark of hope I’d stupidly been nursing—maybe she really had been trying to help with all that research stuff… maybe it meant she cared—snuffed out in an instant.
I was alone. I was always going to be alone. And I hated it.
But I’ve never been the kind of guy who wanted to date a ton of different women and never commit. I’m not wired that way.” “You’re wired to find your person.” I stopped. “I’m wired to find my goddamn penguin.”
In that moment, they gave me exactly what I needed. I was loved, accepted, and supported. And although neither that, nor yelling fuck in a yoga class, were going to mend my broken heart, they made the hurt a little more bearable. And that was priceless.
“The best way to be appreciative for your life is to live it; don’t die for any other reason but love. Dreams are what guide us, art is what defines us, math is what makes it all possible, and love is what lights our way.” ~ Mike Norton
The hole in my chest I’d lived with for so long had suddenly been filled. This meant I wasn’t broken.
wouldn’t want to face the collective wrath of the Dirty Martini Running Club.
“Princes need not apply. I like my life the way it is.”
We were perfect together. Perfect in our quirks and our weirdness. In our ability to challenge each other, and to understand each other the way no one else did. And now we were giving each other something we both desperately wanted. We were building a family.
He just wanted to love someone, and be loved in return.
