Maybe You Quotes

“I think, after all these years of hiding, I might finally want to be seen again.”
― Briar Prescott, Maybe You

“Serious is not the right word,” I say. “He makes me laugh so much I don’t think serious is the word that applies here.” Jordan sends me a curious look. “What would you call it then?” “Real,” I say softly. “I think it’s getting real.”
― Briar Prescott, Maybe You

“I love you,” he says. I take a deep breath and let it all out with a huge gush. “I love you too.” This time nobody runs.”
― Briar Prescott, Maybe You

“Don’t let me let you go,” he rasps into my ear. I close my eyes. Grit my teeth. “Sutt,” I breathe out. With hope. So much hope. I’m all hope. “Please,” he says. “Please. I don’t know how to handle this. I’m fucking scared to death. So, please. Please, don’t let me let you go,” he chokes out. His fingertips dig into my shoulder blades. His lips move against the shell of my ear.”
― Briar Prescott, Maybe You

“What did you think was going to happen?” I ask. “That we’d just go on like this and never have a future? Because newsflash, I want a future. With you. I want us to be together and love together and live together. That’s what I want. And I have the right to ask for it. I have the right to want it. And saying that I love you doesn’t make me a liar. It makes me somebody brave enough to tell the truth.”
― Briar Prescott, Maybe You

“No. You’ve always been beautiful. All of you. You’re so fucking beautiful, Wren. And strong and brave and smart and… everything. You’re everything.”
― Briar Prescott, Maybe You

“This new Wren wants everything. Especially after Sutton kisses the side of my neck and murmurs, “Be here. With me.” He sounds drunk. Drunk on me. And then promptly falls asleep. And I lie awake for a long time. And love him. I love him so much it hurts. And that’s a fucking problem.”
― Briar Prescott, Maybe You

“Years’ worth of suppressed lust is boiling under the surface, so potent that it seems impossible to even feel something this intense.”
― Briar Prescott, Maybe You

“So… where should we do it?” I look around. “Here? The bedroom? The kitchen counter?” I’m fucking this up so badly, and I don’t know how to stop. “The bedroom?” Sutton offers. Still smiling. Still amused. By some miracle, still interested.”
― Briar Prescott, Maybe You

“Life’s too short to hide. Just like that, I’m forced to face those words. I am hiding. Hiding behind my scars. Should I be?”
― Briar Prescott, Maybe You

“Basically, you’re an example of what-if-Grindr-was-a-real-boy.”
― Briar Prescott, Maybe You