Hard to Let Go Quotes

“And it was like being torn apart and put back together, all at once. He hated her pain, but he adored that she wasn’t hiding herself from him, and that she was letting him be there for her.”
― Laura Kaye, Hard to Let Go

“The thing is, we can’t save people who don’t let us know how bad things are or how much trouble they’re in.”
― Laura Kaye, Hard to Let Go

“it was a privilege to be with someone when life had knocked them down, because it meant you got to help build them up again. He”
― Laura Kaye, Hard to Let Go

“I’ve never been the kind of man who believed in dreams, Kat. That wasn’t the hand I got dealt. So I sure as hell never spent any time chasing them.” He swallowed hard and nodded. “But meeting you . . . if I could’ve dreamed, if I’d have even known what to dream of, it would’ve been of you.”
― Laura Kaye, Hard to Let Go

“And there he stood, all the fuck alone. Just like always. Just like he deserved. Just like it might be forever.”
― Laura Kaye, Hard to Let Go

“believe—that someone as beautiful and bright and together as Katherine Rixey could see all that in him when he couldn’t see most of it in himself. Hell, not even his parents had seen it.”
― Laura Kaye, Hard to Let Go

“for right now he was wanted and he was good. And he so rarely experienced either that it was one of the most special moments of his life.”
― Laura Kaye, Hard to Let Go

“Time slowed and Kat’s heart raced as Beckett slowly leaned in. By the time her mind shoved through the haze of surprise and lust to react, his lips were brushing hers. Just a brush of skin on skin, amazingly soft and tentative. So surprising given his size. The world froze for a long moment, but then that little bit of contact set off a flash fire in Kat’s blood. And apparently Beckett’s, too. Because the kiss turned instantly and blisteringly devouring. On a groan, his tongue invaded her mouth, and she sucked him in deep. Their hands pulled one another closer and their bodies collided. Their height differentiation was so great that Kat had to push onto her tiptoes and Beckett had to lean way down. Kat wasn’t sure if she pulled herself up or Beckett lifted her, but the next thing she knew her legs were wrapped around his hips and his hands gripped her ass. They stumbled into her room and Beckett kicked the door shut behind them. Kat moaned as her back came up against the wall and his erection ground against her core. With his tongue in her mouth and his hands roaming her body and his hips pressing maddeningly against the center of her need, Kat was possibly more overwhelmed than she’d ever been in her life. Beckett Murda was all she felt, saw, smelled, tasted. Her mind was on a repeating track of Wait . . . wait . . . omigod . . . what’s happening? But her body had totally left the station. Whatever small part of her wanted to pull back or slow down gave way to the more urgent need to let go. Let go of worrying about Cole. Let go of the fear she felt for her brothers. Let go of the horrible images she carried in her mind of the Hard Ink roof collapsing and Jeremy going down with it, which was the scariest thing she’d ever seen.
So she did. Kat let it all go in favor of letting Beckett pull her under the waves with him.”
― Laura Kaye, Hard to Let Go

“going to happen when they finally solved this mystery? No time to worry about that now. He hiked up and zipped the jeans, then found”
― Laura Kaye, Hard to Let Go