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“Sometimes we don’t get second chances, Owen. Sometimes things just end.��

He winces. “We didn’t even get a first chance.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“If I knew how to stop the tears, I would. I don’t want him to hear me cry. I don’t want him to know how upset I am that we can’t have this every day of our lives. I don’t want him to ask me what’s wrong.

When he feels my tears falling against his chest, he doesn’t do anything to stop them. Instead, he simply holds me with a much tighter grip and presses his cheek against the top of my head. His hand brushes softly through my hair.

“I know, baby,�� he whispers. “I know.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“I’ve never felt stronger than I feel when I’m with her. I’ve never felt like I had purpose like I feel when I’m with her.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“I’ll take whatever you’re willing to give me. Because I know that if you walk out that door, then ten years from now . . . twenty years from now . . . we’ll wish we had listened to our hearts when we think back on tonight.��

“That’s what scares me,�� I tell him. “I’m afraid if I listen to my heart once, I’ll never figure out how to ignore it again.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“He kisses me like he’s giving me every kiss he wishes he could have given me in the past, and every kiss he’ll wish he could give me in the future. All of them, all at once.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“I close my eyes and lean into him. I think my body makes the choice for me, because my mind has certainly lost all control. I press my face against his neck and listen quietly as our breaths fail to slow. The longer we stand here and the more he says, the heavier our need grows. I can feel it in the way he holds me. I can hear it in the desperate plea of his voice. I can feel it with every rise and fall of his chest.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“I’ll take whatever you’re willing to give me. Because I know that if you walk out that door, then ten years from now . . . twenty years from now . . . we’ll wish we had listened to our hearts when we think back on tonight.��
“That’s what scares me. I’m afraid if I listen to my heart once, I’ll never figure out how to ignore it again.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“I don’t get lost in his touch. I don’t get lost in his kiss. I don’t get lost in how it feels when he pushes himself inside me.

I don’t feel lost in him at all, because it’s the first time I’ve ever felt like someone truly found me.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“He and Volnay are two shades of the same color, her deep auburn a complement to his brighter, brasher cinnamon. He has light hazel eyes, squished-up floppy ears, and a large square head atop a body that is built like a little tank. He looks a lot like a miniature orange mastiff. His paws are enormous. Not to mention some other obvious parts of his anatomy. This isn't going to be some elegant little thirty-pound girl. This is a serious BOY dog. And he's going to be HUGE.
But he does have the advantage of being a puppy, and all puppies are adorable so that you don't kill them. He's curled up in Benji's arms, licking his ear, and I can't help it, he is pretty goddamned cute. I'm in real trouble.”
― Stacey Ballis, Out to Lunch

“Her cheekbones were sky high that any pilot would want to become acquainted with, and her cheery smile, paired with her almost auburn hair and enveloping emerald eyes made you want to fly home for the holidays, wizard or no wizard.”
― J.S. Mason, Whisky Hernandez