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“Paisley was never simply there... She was the whole damn story. A complicated plot, interwoven with subplots. A riveting main character. Internal conflict mixed with shifting goals… I’m immersed in it... I was hooked on page one, sentence one.
Do I have a favorite book?
Sure do. The tale of Paisley Royce.
And I’ll be damned if it doesn’t end in a happily ever after.”

I love him

“Proud of you,” he murmurs. “That’s my girl.”

I am not ok 🤧

“She has so many names for me. I have a few, too.
Whipped.
Fallen.
Fool.
I am a whipped fallen fool for Paisley Royce.”

He wears them well

“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Like what?”
“Like you adore me.” Should I have chosen less meaningful words? Something that would’ve given Klein the chance to have a less impactful response?
For several seconds he stares, eyes riveted and glimmering and thoughtful.
“Tell me to stop,” he says hoarsely.
“Don’t stop.”

😩

“My whole body smiles when I think of him, from the tips of my toes to the crown of my head.”


I love this

“You occupy every one of my thoughts, and my dreams, too.”

🫠

“There is no safer place for your heart than with me.”

I’m fine 🤧

“He remains silent. Internally, I rejoice at having stolen all the words from a wordsmith.”

“She’s teasing me. I like it.”

“Good night, Wordsmith...”
“Sleep tight, Ace.”

That’s adorable and I am here for it

“Something warm and heavy settles in my chest. Emotions, to be sure, but I can’t put a name to them. They are a bit dodgy, these emotions, desiring to not yet be known.”

“There’s only one bed.”
How in the world did I not see that coming a mile away? Of course there’s only one bed. ”

Should have known 🤭

“writing a book is like the longest, most intricate lie”

“She is stunning, and you know what happens when you’re stunned? You cannot speak.
That is precisely where I’ve found myself.”

“The dress doesn’t look good on you…
YOU make the dress look good.”

🫠

“Clearing my throat, I push out the breathless feeling and tell myself this is only Klein being organized. Not kind, sweet, or thoughtful. Organized.”

SURE

“Why, after all this time, did he retain that unimportant detail?
And why, oh why, do I like that he did?”

BECAUSE 🙂‍↕️

“This home has love and acceptance seeping from its walls, as if anybody who grew up here automatically absorbed those qualities.”

🥺

“ I blow out an annoyed breath. “I guess all that angst was for nothing.”
“There was angst?”
I give him a flat look... “Please do not become stuck on my usage of the word.”

I DEFINITELY WILL

“… With nothing more than the strength of his upper body he propels himself forward. He’s so handsome it causes actual physical pain… It should be illegal for a man to grip the doorframe and lean forward like that. He must know what he’s doing, the way his biceps pop and flex, the way it takes an expansive chest and expands it even more
He knows, right?
He knows
He has to...”

“Like Brad Pitt in Troy but his hair is shorter and not as blond. And he writes books. And he’s bigger.”

🤭

“Paisley, baby, get off the phone. I’m done sharing you.”

SCREAMING AND KICKING MY FEET

“I’m two seconds from hanging up when Klein strides back around the bar. His green eyes zero in on me, affixing me to this moment, tethering me to the center of the emotional hurricane swirling around me. He hesitates, and then, despite me being on the phone, comes closer.
My heart batters my breast bone. Why do I have to like the way he walks? Who does that?”

🫦

“She pretended I didn’t exist. But me? I loved her from afar with a burning desire that consumed me. I lived for that twice a week seventy-five minute class. I went rain or shine, sickness or health. A gnarly cold didn’t keep me away…”

I AM SAT AND LISTENING

“Reality was more than an ice bath, it was a caveman’s spiked club across the head.”

THIS

“My personal life resembles the desert in which I reside.”

First off, that was funny
Second off, why is that me?

“I’m the worst kind of doormat, the kind who knows what they are but doesn’t fix it...”

That’s a little too close to home

“… I bought a house last year. I wear high heels every day, dammit.”
Paloma snort-laughs. “High heels?”
“When I was younger, I thought if you wore high heels to work it meant you were someone important.”
“Strippers wear high heels to work.”

I mean, she has a point there

“Speaking of plus ones, you need a date to the wedding.”
I’m shaking my head before she finishes her sentence. “Who’s going to be my date to a wedding on the other side of the country? On an island. For a week?”
Paloma frowns, acknowledging the uphill battle I’m facing. “You’re screwed.”

I’d go ✋

“You know what your problem is?”
“No,”. “But I bet you’re going to tell me.”
She blows a strand of black hair from her face. “You’re the floor.”
I frown as I suck the pad of my thumb between my teeth. “I’m the floor?”
“People walk all over you.”