Sometimes, when I read, it's not just fiction while I'm between the pages. It’s real. My heart races when they kiss, and I get shocked when they do dumb stuff. I yell at their bad choices and the bad...
Never go anywhere without your wine sippy cup, Macey theorizes. You never know when you’ll need to whip that baby out. Kind of like a penis.
I’m a Texan, darlin’. I’m a dickhead, but I have more Southern charm and manners than you can shake a stick at. Do those manners extend to the bedroom? His eyes flick to mine. First rule of being a ge...
Because me and Conner? We don’t matter. We’re not important. Only Mila is.
Think how much they must have loved each other to die for it, to know there was no one else in the world they'd ever love. That's a whole lotta love.
That’s it, guys, I muttered, picking up one of the—undeniably pretty shoes—and looking at it. That’s how we battle sexism. We don’t prove them wrong, we show up looking pretty and smile.
I look at him like he’s the north to my south, the east to my west. I look at him like he’s the song to my silence. I look at him like he’s the constellation to my night sky. He is. He’s all those thi...
It weren’t for all the exercise, I’d have the best damn job this side of the state line.
Strength comes from giving yourself to another. It comes from deep in your heart, the very thing you share with that other person. It comes from knowing that fear isn’t an option where a future is so...
Love is how the other person likes their coffee on a morning. How long they put their toast in the toaster for. How they like their throw pillows on the sofa to be arranged. How hot they have their sh...