Play with Me Quotes

“Yeah, well…” He rubs the back of his neck. “I’d do anything for you, Jennie.” “’ Cause I’m your sunshine?” He nods. “The brightest.” “And you love me?” “I do. Wild, huh?”
― Becka Mack, Play With Me

“I’m so fucking tired of pretending.” “Pretending what?” It’s nothing but a breathy whisper as he prowls toward me, matching each of my steps backward.”
― Becka Mack, Play With Me

“Is this what love feels like? Is this what it’s like to be loved by someone with no obligation to be anything other than myself?”
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“If that were true, you wouldn’t be leaving.”
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“I’ve shown him all of me, and he doesn’t want me. Garrett’s hands close around my wrists, bringing me into his chest. He dips his face, his chest heaving in time with mine. “You are nothing short of perfect, Jennie.”
― Becka Mack, Play With Me

“It’s not enough for me anymore.” I stagger backward as the words sink in. Not enough? But… I’ve always been enough for him.”
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“I used to think so, too, but I’m slowly learning there are people in my life who love me for exactly who I am and what I have to offer.”
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“I just need her here, need her hand in mine to remember that good things happen, that it doesn’t always need to be so fucking rainy when you’ve got a sun that shines so bright.”
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“I just”
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“but right now, I think I need her. To talk me down, to tell me my dad won’t relapse, that he’s stronger than that, that he’s not going to put my sisters through the same thing he put me through, that he isn’t going to drag my mom—and himself—through this all over again.”
― Becka Mack, Play With Me

“the music telling us how quickly we’re falling, how hard, the future that could lie before us if we let it, I realize how difficult the words on the tip of my tongue are becoming to swallow down.”
― Becka Mack, Play With Me

“The other day she woke me up by s—” “Stop.” Adam holds his sandwich up like a shield. “For fuck’s sake, Carter, just stop. We don’t wanna know, and Olivia doesn’t want us to know; trust me on that.”
― Becka Mack, Play With Me

“Oh, so Olivia can say it, but I can’t? Double fucking standards.”
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“So do I keep allowing fear to tighten its grip on me, to control my life? Or do I take Garrett’s hand and ask him to jump with me?”
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“The kind you grab hold of and tell yourself, no matter what, don’t you dare let go? My mind sees Garrett, and it clasps onto his face.”
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“Best friends don’t lose each other, Jennie. I’ll be right here, always. I promise you that.”
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“Is that why she’s refusing to see what’s right in front of her, what we might be able to have? Because she’d rather have me as a friend than nothing at all?”
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“Ha!” Olivia twirls back to us, face shining with arrogance, and she crushes the empty water bottle between her hands. “Gotcha, sucker! You missed!” She claps Jennie’s hand before Emmett embraces her. “I told you he’d fall for it!” he shouts, and Carter curls over with a snarl. I chuck a ping pong ball off the table. “I knew I shoulda been Ollie’s partner again this year. Carter sucks.” “I thought my wife was in labor! This isn’t fair! It’s cheating! I call a rematch!”
― Becka Mack, Play With Me

“You guys cheated,” Carter grumbles. Olivia smiles sweetly. “You know what they say. You have to learn to lose before you can truly appreciate winning.” His eyes darken. “Garrett! Get over here!”
― Becka Mack, Play With Me

“They hurt a little less when I’m with you,” she whispers. “Thank you for being my friend, Garrett. I think I really needed you.”
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“I think we share a connection that goes beyond your brother. With or without him, I wouldn’t hesitate to place you in my life and keep you there.”
― Becka Mack, Play With Me

“Carter!” I whack him in the shoulder. “What?” he asks, sweeping me into the garage. “Oh, are you on your period?” I shake my head in disbelief. “How in the fuck has Olivia not killed you yet?” His grin is oddly proud as he runs his palm over his torso. “She tries on a weekly basis.”
― Becka Mack, Play With Me

“Thanks for the ride, Andersen. A solid six outta ten.” “Six outta ten, my ass. I rocked your world, sunshine.”
― Becka Mack, Play With Me

“Em, let’s go. I’m gonna rip their puny balls off and hang them from my rearview mirror like a prize.”
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“Quit acting like you’re gonna vomit.” “I might.”
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“Carter would be livid. “We should videotape his reaction.”
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“Are you done?” He leans close. “Twinkle Toes will never dance again.”
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“What about your dance partner?” Carter gasps. “Not Steve.” “Simon,” Olivia reminds him. “I will break him, Jennie. Break his soul. Crush his balls.” Carter squeezes the air, or rather, Simon’s imaginary balls.”
― Becka Mack, Play With Me

“No fun!” Carter’s still screaming. “Jennie doesn’t need to have fun!”
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“What? I could. Strap me up; let’s have a race.” I snicker. “Strap me up. That’s what Ollie said.” “Boom.” Emmett knocks his gloved fist off mine as he laughs. “Just don’t tell her I laughed at that. She’s a thousand times scarier pregnant.”
― Becka Mack, Play With Me