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Losing It (Losing It, #1) Losing It by Cora Carmack
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“Sex.
I was going to have sex.
With a boy.
A hot boy.
A hot BRITISH boy.
Or maybe I was going to throw up.
What if I threw up on the hot British boy?
What if I threw up on the hot British boy DURING SEX?”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Are you waiting for an invitation?” I asked, eyeing him standing carefully outside my door. “Is this the part where you tell me you’re a vampire?” He chuckled. “No, I promise the paleness is only because I’m British.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Sometimes, it's the scary things in life that are the most worthwhile.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“It wasn’t until I’d walked halfway across the parking lot that I realized: 1. I wasn’t wearing shoes.
A. Or a shirt.
2. I didn’t bring my keys                      
A. Or anything really.
3. I’d just left a complete stranger in my apartment.                      
A. Naked.

Whoever said one-night stands were supposed to be simple with no strings attached had clearly never met the disaster that was me.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“An accent. HE HAS A BRITISH ACCENT. Dear God, I'm dying.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Some relationships just end. Like a star, they burn bright and brilliant, and then nothing in particular goes wrong, they just reach their end. They burn out.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“We want what we can't have. It's human nature.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Four.
That’s the number of people who saw me hiding around the corner from my own apartment in just a skirt and a bra. Eleven.
That’s the number of ant bites I got on my shoeless feet.
Twenty-seven.
That’s the number of times I was tempted to do myself physical harm because I am an IDIOT.
One.
That’s the number of times I tried not to cry, but failed.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“I am in love with this burrito. I would marry it if I didn’t want to eat it so badly.”
“The tragedy of true love,” Cade whispered.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“What cat? Oh! MY CAT. The cat… that is mine. Oh, she’s... ” I had said it was a she, right? “She’s fine. All meowing and purring and other cat things.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Oh, I burned it with my straightener.”
“You burned your leg with your straightener? How long is your leg hair?”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“I get what it's like to want something, but to try and force yourself to really believe that you don't.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“What's your name, love?"
Love? LOVE! Still dying, here.
"Bliss."
"Is that a line?"
I blushed crimson. "No, it's my name."
"Lovely name for a lovely girl.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“No matter how close, you are always too far
My eyes are drawn everywhere you are.

I’m tired of the way we both pretend Tired of always wanting and never giving in
I can feel it in my skin, see it in your grin
We’re more. We always have been.

Think of everything we’ve missed.
Every touch and every kiss.
Because we both insist.
Resist.

Hold your breath and close your eyes Distract yourself with other guys
It’s no surprise, your defeated sighs
Aren’t you tired of the lies?

Think of everything we’ve missed.
Every touch and every kiss.
Because we both insist.
Resist.  

No matter how close, you are always too far
My eyes are drawn everywhere you are.

I’m done. I won’t ignore. I won’t pretend or resist.
I want more.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“SERIOUSLY? Is it because of Jesus? Are you, like, saving yourself for him?” Sex seemed simpler for Kelsey. She had the body of a Barbie and the sexually-charged brain of a teenage boy.
“No, Kelsey,” I said. “It would be a little difficult to save myself for someone who died over two thousand years ago.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Then, slowly, like the sunrise peeking over the horizon, she smiled.
She snapped the box closed.
She didn’t scream. She didn’t run. She didn’t faint.
There might have been a little crying.
But mostly… she danced.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“If brains could have orgasms, I'm pretty sure this was what it would feel like.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“On a scale of one to bitchy, how hung-over are you?”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Garrick was panting when he replied, “You’re not forcing me to do anything. I just want you to be sure. You can say stop at anytime.” His lips pulled wide. “You don’t need to make up a new pet.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
tags: humor
“Stop! Cats! Stop…”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“No matter how close, you are always too far. My eyes are drawn everywhere you are...”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“He was flabbergasted. That was the best word. His flabber had been thoroughly gasted.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“What? Just because I can't have you right now, doesn't mean I'm okay with him having you.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“I danced.
I danced without music. I screamed without sound. I celebrated in silence, in the dark, behind the curtains where no one could see.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Hopes and dreams are great, but they are a lot easier to break than a solid plan.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Bliss, I don’t normally do things like that. But I was second-guessing everything about coming here, and you were everything I needed. I don’t know how many times I’ve stopped myself from coming over here and knocking on your door. And yes, seeing you with Cade was definitely motivation, but more than that... I just like you, Bliss. As a teacher. As a person. As a guy.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“He stepped away from me to talk, and I leaned heavily against the wall beside his door. Clearly, I was not meant to have sex. This was God telling me that I was meant to be a nun. Get thee to a nunnery, and all that crap. I was so delirious I was confusing God and Shakespeare.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“I had no one, but Hamlet. Who hated me with the fire of a thousand suns.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“He was still a mystery to me. And God, did I want to play Nancy Drew.”
Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Take notes, boys! The ladies always love a man who can play an instrument!” Lindsay snorted, “Your instrument doesn’t even like girls, Rusty!”
“Doesn’t mean they don’t like it!”
Cora Carmack, Losing It

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