The Pucking Wrong Number Quotes

“Fuck love, Monroe. Love is nothing. You can feel love for anyone. What I feel for you is pain. Knowing that a part of my fucking soul is living outside of my body and now that I’ve found it, I’ll die if I ever lose it. That’s what we have. Love is a shadowed imitation for people unlucky enough to never find their soulmates. What we have is everything.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“How can there be anyone else when you exist in the world?”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“He was a psychopath.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“Lincoln: When your girlfriend is the hottest woman on the planet, you don’t take chances. Meeting you on a plane—that’s fucking romance book shit. Not happening.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“Have you ever been in love?” she murmured, those green eyes staring at me like I was fucking everything. I was still inside her. It was where I wanted to live. “Not until I saw you.” It was the most honest thing I’d ever told her.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“It was kind of fun being completely crazy.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“And it was then that I noticed the dark black cursive script etched on the pink skin, the outline of the letters an angry red color that bordered a new tattoo. “What?” I murmured, leaning forward so I could read it. MONROE. His cock was tattooed with my name.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“If you ever wear another man’s jersey, I will kill that man. So be careful, sweetheart.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“It was crazy how he understood me. How he was so willing to be this steady, perfect force for me.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“Just don’t fucking hurt yourself anymore. I don’t want to have to sedate you again.” A sob slipped out. “How can you just say that to me? What is wrong with you?” He shrugged and kissed my lips softly. “I’ve stopped asking myself that, baby.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“She was going to leave me, and I knew there would be no way to reason with her, not so close to finding everything out. I would’ve been able to track her down–the tracker she thought was just a birth control implant took care of that–but even being away from her for that long was something I couldn’t allow. Right and wrong had somehow lost meaning since I’d found her.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“MRS. BENTLEY’S CHORIZO BREAKFAST BURRITOS Servings: 4 INGREDIENTS FOR THE AVOCADO-TOMATO SALSA 1 large avocado, peeled, pitted, and diced ½ cup diced seeded tomatoes, from 1 to 2 tomatoes 1 small shallot, minced (about 2 tablespoons) 1 clove garlic, minced 1 jalapeño pepper, seeded and minced 1 tablespoon fresh lime juice, from 1 lime ½ teaspoon salt ¼ teaspoon ground cumin ¼ cup fresh chopped cilantro FOR THE BURRITOS 4 large eggs ¼ teaspoon smoked paprika ¼ teaspoon salt ½ lb spicy chorizo removed from casings 1⅓ cups (6 oz) shredded Monterey Jack cheese 4 (10-in) burrito-size flour tortillas Vegetable oil INSTRUCTIONS Make the Avocado-Tomato Salsa: Place all of the ingredients in a medium bowl and mix to combine. Set aside. In a medium bowl, whisk the eggs with the smoked paprika and salt. Set aside. Heat a large nonstick pan over medium-high heat. Add the sausage and cook, stirring frequently, until browned, 4 to 5 minutes. Use a slotted spoon to transfer the sausage from the pan to a plate, leaving the drippings in the pan. Reduce the heat to low. Add the eggs and scramble until just cooked”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“When something feels this fucking good, you don’t fight it. You just follow it to the ends of the earth, no matter where it takes you.” “I’m scared,” I admitted, and he nodded. “I’ll show you how good it can be. Until you’re not scared anymore. Until trusting me is as easy as breathing.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“I'd never let her leave, I thought as I drove. No matter what, I'd make her happy, even if it meant locking her up and waiting for fucking Stockholm Syndrome to take hold. My thoughts were fucked, I knew that.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“You think you don’t have a claim on me?” he finally growled, breaking the sex-fueled silence. “You think it’s possible for anyone else to exist now that I’ve found you?”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“I love you. And I’ll never stop,” he told me. “I’d do anything for you…I’d live for you.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“Sure you don’t want to talk about those videos on your phone?” he called out casually to me. I froze in place…goosebumps gathering on my skin.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“The hearts beating inside the home held a much greater significance than how nice, or not nice, the house actually was.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“He was like Jabba the Hutt in human form–grotesque and repulsive.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“We’d either be blissfully, completely happy with an ever after that overshadowed every love story that had ever been told. Or we would destroy each other.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“I was a predator, and she was my prey. But she was more than that. She was my salvation, the one person who could make me feel alive again. I was willing to do whatever it took to keep her by my side, to make her see that we were meant to be together. And nothing, not even her, would stand in the way of that.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“When something feels this fucking good, you don’t fight it. You just follow it to the ends of the earth, no matter where it takes you.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“The picture that came in then, it was life changing. Like my DNA had been rewritten. Like my stars had rearranged themselves. I didn’t believe in love at first sight. I didn’t believe in love at all. But if I could have, I would have fallen in love with the girl in that picture.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“At least I wouldn’t have to worry about her tonight. I’d copied her key, and after she fell asleep…we’d be having a sleepover party. Other people might call that scary stalker behavior. I called it true love.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“My face turned red as I brushed my hair out of my eyes, suddenly feeling self-conscious. "I can get my own seat," I protested. He smiled slyly. "I'm aware. But I'd much rather be your seat." I hesitated for a moment, but then his golden gaze drew me in, again, and before I knew it, I found myself sliding onto his lap. “Oh,” I murmured, realizing he was…hard. This was going to be an interesting dinner. “Just ignore it,” he said casually. “It's been an ongoing problem since meeting you.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“Good boy.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“Knowing that a part of my fucking soul is living outside of my body and now that I’ve found it, I’ll die if I ever lose it. That’s what we have. Love is a shadowed imitation for people unlucky enough to never find their soulmates. What we have is everything.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“My girl was a sweetheart. I knew she would end up watching even if she didn’t want to. I’d also locked the elevator, and made sure all the knives and electronics were hidden. She was a sweetheart, but we also weren’t quite there yet.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“If you ever wear another man’s jersey, I will kill that”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“Say what? That I’m already falling for you?”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number