More than Music Quotes

“Our lives were covered in gold foil, but if you scratched hard enough, you’d see the rust underneath.”
― Elizabeth Briggs, More than Music

“I knew all too well what it was like to keep a part of yourself hidden for years, pretending to be what everyone else wanted while you died a little inside.”
― Elizabeth Briggs, More than Music

“We kissed like we were drowning and our only hope of living was each other.”
― Elizabeth Briggs, More than Music

“The door shut and his lips were on mine, cutting me off mid-sentence. His kiss was tentative and searching, a question he wanted me to answer, but I was so surprised I just stood there while my brain caught up to what was happening.”
― Elizabeth Briggs, More than Music

“His hand cupped my face and his head dipped lower, lightly brushing his lips across mine. Little warning lights flashed in my head. What was I doing, lying on a bed with Jared, about to kiss him? This couldn’t happen. Not only because of what Dan had said about the producers and the show, but because I knew if I fell for Jared, I might never recover.”
― Elizabeth Briggs, More than Music

“Just don’t screw up and we’ll be fine,” Hector said. “Gee, thanks for the pep talk,” I said, and the other guys laughed. Even Hector grinned, and that sense of belonging—that feeling that this was right—struck me again. I was a part of this band now. I could do this.”
― Elizabeth Briggs, More than Music

“Someone crashed into me from behind, and I stumbled forward and dropped my bag. Because I couldn’t have just one embarrassing moment in front of Jared, no, not me.”
― Elizabeth Briggs, More than Music

“A few minutes couldn’t hurt, right?”
― Elizabeth Briggs, More than Music

“his strong arms circled me, a little tremor ran through my body, like a static shock jolting right through my chest. He was the perfect height for me to press my face into the curve of his neck and breathe him in, but I restrained myself.”
― Elizabeth Briggs, More than Music

“When Jared leaned into the mic and sang, his smooth voice washed over me like a soft caress. It was like the last, decadent bite of a chocolate-covered strawberry. The smoky burn of whiskey as it slipped down your throat. The final night of passion before your lover left forever.”
― Elizabeth Briggs, More than Music