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326 pages, Paperback
First published July 3, 2016
I was incredibly attracted to someone I’d never laid eyes on. All I knew about her was that she had an amazing sense of humor, was smart and hard-working. She was so full of life and, somehow, she’d woken me up, made me laugh, and I wanted more. She made me want more- of life and of her.
“I will. I will come back. And you’re going to have to come up with another reason to not see what this could become.”
I blinked, but every time I opened my eyes, they moved right back to that mouth. I tucked my head down to break the hold she had over me. But nothing could stop me from reaching for her chair, slipping my hand in between her legs and curling my fingers under the edge of the seat, sliding her and the chair closer to me.
“I didn’t fall in love with your name. I don’t lay in bed all night thinking about your past or the mistakes you’ve made. I think about you. Your laugh, your body under mine, your cruel comebacks and how they make me feel more alive than I ever have. Those things aren’t fake. They are you.I love your mind, and your spirit, and the way you make me feel. I don’t just believe them. I know.”
"Someday, someone's gonna come along who you never saw coming. She's going to throw you a rope and, if you don't catch it, she's gonna go full- on cowgirl and hogtie your ass."
“The last thing I needed to know was that Hayden Bennett was anything more than what he let me know. He could keep his secrets, and I’d keep mine. After all, our relationship would be a temporary, purely professional one.”
“What? I couldn’t hear you.’ ‘You mean, you chose not to listen,’ I wrote. ‘Still can’t hear you. It’s very loud in here.’ Damn it. I wish I didn’t enjoy this so much. He was my client, and clients were always off the menu. Unfortunately, he was also funny and smart and basically every woman’s wet dream.”
“In my mind, she was pretty but not beautiful, average height, not particularly thin or particularly large. Yes, I wanted to meet her. Very much. If only to see if I was right. Right. If that were the sole reason, I might have been able to stop myself from typing what I did next. ‘I really need to meet you in person.”
“She helped me realize that everything wasn’t fine. It had never been fine and, if I continued living my life the way I was, it never would be fine. Because now…now I want more than fine.” He finally turned to face me. “I want you. I want us. I want a chance at a life I’ve never even dreamed of.”
"I didn't fall in love with your name. I don't lay in bed all night thinking about your past or the mistakes you've made. I think about you. Your laugh, your body under mine, your cruel comebacks and how they make me feel more alive than I ever have. Those things aren't fake. They are you."
"Eww. Seriously, tell me you don't have a dick so I can picture you as a Ken doll"
"I worry about you."
When he didn't open his eyes I said, "Fine. Im-" No, I couldn't do it. "Carson, I have a penis. A big one. So get over it."
"No way! Ken doll. You're a Ken doll. Okay, I got it."