Jamie McGuire

I'm going to kiss you now, and I don't know if I'll ever stop.

Oh! Thanks for the public service announcement about what not to do in college, Mr. Eighteen-year-old-frat-boy-with-eleventy-billion-'serious'-girlfriends-under-his-belt! Get in the fucking car. You're a mean drunk. You haven't seen me mean, mama's boy!I told you we're close!Yeah, so are me and my asshole! Doesn't mean I'm going to call it twice a day!You're a bitch! Take. Me. Home. I'd love to, if you'd get in the fucking car!

I'll see you tomorrow, Mare. You know you want to see my ring.""And your tat," she said, a smile in her voice.

The more he smiled, the more I wanted to hate him, and yet it was the very thing that made hating him impossible.

I know you deserve better than me. You think I don__ know that? But if there was any woman made for me _ it__ you.

I__e never been so clear about anything in my life. I turned around, made my way to that room you were in, and there you were. Nothing else mattered. I didn__ even know if we would make it out or not, I just wanted to be where you were, whatever that meant. The only thing I__ afraid of is a life without you, Pigeon.

Vegas changed people, creating monsters and broken men. It was easy to let the lights and stolen dreams seep into your blood.

No, I can't die because there are too many jackasses falling over themselves to take my place! I may live forever just to spite them!

Fighting, laughing, loving or crying, if it was with him, I was where I wanted to be.

Cry if you must. Scream. Get it all out of your system, and then we'll have fun. It won't last forever, but it will keep you busy for tonight.

You have to be patient with him. Travis doesn't remember much about it, but he was close to his mom, and after we lost her he was never the same. I thought he'd grow out of it, you know, with him being so young. It was hard on all of us, but Trav... he quit trying to love people after that. I was surprised that he brought you here. The way he acts around you, the way he looks at you; I knew you were somethin' special.

Let's get something straight; you're not a piece of shit, you're amazing. It doesn't matter who buys me drinks, or who asks me to dance, or who flirts with me. I'm going home with you. You've asked me to trust you, and you don't seem to trust me. - Abby, Beautiful Disaster

If this is really it...if you're really done with me...will you let me hold you tonight? - Travis

Even though we'd put each other through hell, we'd found heaven. Maybe it was more than a couple of sinners like us deserved, but I wasn't going to complain.

He continued to stare out the window. "I meant what I said before. You need to walk away, Pidge. God knows I can't walk away from you.

Once she kissed me, my heart slowed, and every muscle in my body relaxed. How much I needed her terrified me. -pg 252/ARC

You__e sorry? I damn near drank myself to death, I could barely get out of bed, I shattered my phone into a million pieces on New Year__ Eve to keep from calling you _ and you__e sorry?__ bit my lip and nodded, ashamed. I had no idea what he__ been through, and hearing his say the words made sharp pain twist inside my chest. ____ so _ so sorry.___ou__e forgiven,_ he said with a grin. __on__ ever do it again.___ won__. I promise.__e flashed his dimple and shook his head. __ fucking love you.

I looked at Mommy but quickly shook my head. "I don't want to miss her."Becky put her soft, warm hand on my shoulder, just like Mommy used to when I was upset. "Your mom wants to be here with you. She wants that very much. But Jesus wants her with him right now."I frowned. "I need her more than Jesus does.