No Coincidences Quotes

“That was the day I decided I was done pretending I was okay with just being friends with you. All this to say, I’ve been in this since day one - before day one really. You’re it for me. I hope this letter spells it out for you. And in case it doesn’t, here it is in writing: Halle, I like you more than a lot, and want to be your boyfriend. Yours, Reed”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“Our kiss breaks and I smile so intensely, my cheeks feel sore. This is one of those things that, even in the moment, I know I always will remember.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“He grins and knocks his knee against mine. I’ve known him long enough to know that translates to I love you.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“I was just trying to look out for you. I love you, so I don’t want you to have to stress yourself out over anything or go out of your way.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“Hevko, one day soon I’m gonna make us so official that even your roommates won’t be able to judge.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“I made you laugh. Perfect. That was the only thing on my to-do list today.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“I’ll always look out for you Hal,” he responds, gaining his composure back, “I don’t think I’m wired to do anything else.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“You miss me?” I’m not sure why I sound defensive. I believe him. “All I do is miss you.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“I’m not a very jealous guy,” he says down into his coffee, looking like he’s trying to stifle a smile. “And this is gonna sound so asshole-ish, but…I guess I always just knew you were mine.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“The cake had two candles on it, a 1 and a 9. 19. I blew out the 1 and wished for all memories of Reed Callaway to disappear from my brain. I blew out the 9 and wished for Reed Callaway to text me happy birthday. Neither wish came true.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“I’ve never been in love, but I imagine this is what it feels like — having someone who knows you very well.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“He calls me freckles sometimes, though the way he says it makes it sound less like a nickname and more like an I love you. “Alright freckles,” he says as we stand at the counter, ordering lunch from the Ross Cafe and Diner, a small family-owned place uptown. “You order first.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“Don’t leave me,” I whine. “You know I’ll be back,” he says.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“until I remember Reed’s copy of On Writing is still sitting in my tote. I pull it out during a commercial break and find the whole book, every page, is annotated. Passages are underlined in uneven lines, his small handwriting in black ink leaking through the pages. There’s a little piece of paper inside the front cover with a note: for the best worst sports journalist I know”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“Pretty girl,” he mumbles, almost more to himself than to me, before tucking a stray piece of hair behind my ear. “I don’t know why this feels so different with you.” “It’s all the experience I have,” I say sarcastically and wink. “Can only go up from here, really,” he says, kissing me quickly, “Practice makes perfect.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“Make it up to me then,” I say quickly as I look at him before my brain can filter the words flying out of my mouth or process the insinuation. “What?” he asks, looking very alert. “Make the bad stuff up to me. Let’s get out of here and you can replace my dark stain with something better.” He grins mischievously. “I can do that.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences

“That was my first kiss,” I tell him. He doesn’t say anything, instead closing the gap between us and slowly bringing his hand to my face. We’re right where we left off. “I don’t believe you,” he says sweetly. “Why would I lie about something that embarrassing?” I scoff. He smirks. “That was my really lame attempt at saying you are a very good kisser.”
― Tessa D'Errico, No Coincidences