The Do-Over Quotes

“Because diamonds are made under pressure.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“Why do people think that only hardship builds character?”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“Your life has been so perfect that you’ve never had to dig deep to find out who you really are.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“You can’t heal the wound until you find the sore,”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“You didn’t need me to be anything else. I was enough.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“I would rather be dead than be divorced. A failed marriage is something that I couldn’t forgive myself for. If I can’t do it right, I don’t want to do it at all.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“Christopher Miles is a very special person, and I don’t know any man, let alone a playboy billionaire, who would put their hand up to adopt a homeless kid off the street. This is going to change his whole life, and he doesn’t care. He’s so selfless. Caring and brave.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“Thank you, Christo,” he whispers into my shoulder. “Thank you so much.” I smile as I hold him. “Call me Dad.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“It is your apartment. You live here, so it’s yours too.” “We’re not even married.” I roll my eyes. “We will be.” He gives me a slow, sexy smile and widens his eyes. “Give me time.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“She will put your needs and your happiness before her own because when Hayden loves, it’s forever.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“What are you doing here with me?” I whisper. “You should be out chasing girls.” “You’re my only girl,” he whispers”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“I am not a fucking snack,” he yells. “I am a main meal. A ten-course fucking banquet, for your information.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“Is this particular girl going to be the one you trust with your heart, or is she going to be the one who got away?”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“. he’s waiting for you too.” “Who is?” I frown. “Your sweetheart. He’s out there somewhere. I just know it.” I roll my eyes. “Mom, I’m not going to meet the love of my life”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“Maybe I am discriminatory against wealthy people?”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“then I go to the shower and pull my dick alone.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“we”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“Just about to have dinner with her family. Her father hates me. Her mother cooks organs and the cat wants to rip my nuts off under the table. Send this to the police if you never hear from me again.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“It looks expensive,” I whisper. He widens his eyes. “Fine.” He pulls me in by the hand. “Hello.” He smiles. “Hi.” The shop assistants smile as they look him up and down and then to me with a subtle frown. Great, I must look like his fix-up-the-hooker project or something.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“If you’re stuck in a crowded place and you can’t find a bathroom, go in this pan and empty it when you can. It’s easy as.” I frown as I stare at this feral animal. “Nothing about that sounds easy as.” “What? You think he’s going to put it back in his bag dirty?” Elliot snaps, horrified. The salesman shrugs happily. “It’s an option.” “That I won’t be taking,”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“What’s this for?” “Hmm.” Elliot takes it from me and turns it over as he looks at it. “A dish?” “Bit shallow for a dish. Wouldn’t be much of a breakfast, would it?” The salesman walks back over. “That’s the toilet.” I stare at him as my brain misfires. “The what?” “That’s the pan.” He shrugs. “You know, for when you need to take a shit in the woods.” Elliot throws the pan back onto the bag as if it burned his fingers. “He’s going backpacking, not feral.” The salesman laughs. “You two haven’t been backpacking before, have you?”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“I don’t see how anyone could possibly walk around with that shit on their backs,” Elliot whispers. “What would it weigh when filled? Like, twenty kilograms?” “Probably.” “See if there’s one with wheels?” “I don’t want to look like a wimp, wheeling my bag when everyone else is carrying theirs.” “Everyone else is an idiot.” “I don’t want to stand out.” Elliot chuckles as he stares at the bag. “Trust me, a bag is the least of your stand-out issues.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“Anywhere without him is a tragedy. I know that there is no way around this. It is what it is. He’s a city boy; I’m a country girl. The reason why we can’t be together still stands. Nothing has changed.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“People stop and talk to Christopher, commenting how relaxed and happy he looks. And he . . . he plays the room like a pro. All eyes are watching him. Everyone wants to talk to him. He laughs and jokes. The room is in the palm of his hand. Funny, charming, and sexy as all hell, Christopher Miles is London’s darling it boy.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“I’m sorry I was a bitch last night.” I feel him smile above me. “You really were.” I smirk. There he is. The smart-ass is back. “Be careful today, Christopher. You are skating on very thin ice.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“Do you know what tomorrow is?” Christopher asks me. “Wednesday?” He takes me into his arms. “Tomorrow we’ve been together for three months.” My eyes widen. “It’s our anniversary?” “Monthaversary . . .” He shrugs. “Is that a thing?” I smile up at my beautiful man. “It is now.” “The happiest three months of my life, Grumps.” His lips take mine, and as the moonlight bounces off the water, I know I’m in heaven.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“You’d do all this for a girl?” Masters smirks. “She’s not a girl,” I spit. “She’s the girl.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“When do you get to fuck your wife if you don’t have a nanny? Are you supposed to get sex for five minutes only at night or something? Ugh . . . that won’t be happening in my household.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“I’ve made a lot of bad decisions in my life, done things that I regret. But there is one thing in life that I do know for certain . . . I am utterly and irrevocably in love with the beautiful Christopher Miles. We were meant to meet. He’s the one.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over

“How can anyone be this good at sex? He’s an Oxford scholar on the subject, a professor, master of the universe. I’m positive that if he ever did porn, he would break the internet.”
― T.L. Swan, The Do-Over