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“So Caymen..."
"So, Xander..."
"Like the islands."
"What?"
"Your name. Caymen. Like the Cayman Islands. Is that your mom's favourite place to visit or something?"
"No, it's her third favourite place. I have an older brother named Paris and an older sister named Sydney."
"Wow." He opens the bag, takes out a muffin, and hands it to me. The top glistens with sprinkled sugar. "Really?"
I gently unwrap it. "No.”
― Kasie West, The Distance Between Us

“I’m heavy,” she mutters as my arms scoop under her legs and around her waist.  We leave Brady and Shithead behind us as I start the walk toward the locker rooms, where the first aid room is. “Shut up, Anastasia. You’re not even half my warm-up weight.”
― Hannah Grace, Icebreaker

“Damaged people recognize other damaged people.”
― Colleen Hoover, Heart Bones

“I thought you didn’t like holding hands,” I say.
“And you said you did,” he says.
“So, what? I just get whatever I want now?” I tease.
His smile flickers back into place, calm and restrained. “Yes, Poppy,” he says. “You get whatever you want now. Is that a problem?”
“What if I want you to have what you want?”
He arches an eyebrow. “Are you just saying that because you know what I’m going to say, and you want to make fun of me for it?”
“No?” I say. “Why? What are you going to say?”
Our hands go still between us. “I have what I want, Poppy.”
― Emily Henry, People We Meet on Vacation

“Oh, shit.” “What?” “Wouldn’t I have a ring? I didn’t even think to buy one!” “Oh, right.” I reach into my pocket and pull a ring box out, setting it onto the console between us. “There you go.” Anna stares down at it. “This is so surreal.” “What’s that? “This just—even as a little girl,” she says breathily. “This is exactly how I dreamed it would happen.” “Are you ever serious?” Her smile straightens and she gapes at me. “You’ve told me I’m supposed to be a married medical student on the way back from Cambodia. I’m wearing actual Chanel and two days ago had my labia waxed by a woman with hands bigger than yours. My fake husband just dropped a ring box onto the console between us and said, ‘There you go.’ And you want me to be serious?”
― Christina Lauren, The Paradise Problem

“I’ll take anything you give me. Is that pathetic?”
― Christina Lauren, Love and Other Words

“What’s your favorite word?”

Startled, I looked up at him, unsure I’d heard him right. “My favorite word?”

He nodded, slipping his glasses up his nose with a quick, practiced scrunch of his face that made him look angry and then surprised within a single second. “You have seven boxes of books up here. A wild guess tells me you like words.”

I suppose I had never thought about having a favorite word, but now that he asked, I kind of liked the idea. I let my eyes lose focus as I thought.

“Ranunculus,” I said after a moment.

“What?”

“Ranunculus. It’s a kind of flower. It’s such a weird word but the flowers are so pretty, I like how unexpected that is.”

They were my Mom’s favorite, I didn’t say.

“That’s a pretty girly answer.”

“Well, I am a girl.”

He kept his eyes on his feet but I knew I wasn’t imagining the gleam of interest I’d seen when I said ranunculus. I bet he had expected me to say unicorn or daisy or vampire.

“What about you? What’s your favorite word? I bet it’s tungsten. Or, like, amphibian.”

He quirked a smile, answering, “Regurgitate.”

Scrunching my nose, I stared at him. “That is a gross word.”

This made him smile even wider. “I like the hard consonant sounds in it. It kinda sounds like exactly what it means.”

“An onomatopoeia?”

I half expected trumpets to blast revelatory music from an invisible speaker in the wall from the way Elliot stared at me, lips parted and glasses slowly sliding down his nose.

“Yeah,” he said.

“I’m not a complete idiot, you know. You don’t have to look so surprised that I know some big words.”

“I never thought you were an idiot,” he said quietly, looking toward the box and pulling out another book to hand to me.

For a long time after we returned to our slow, inefficient method of unpacking the books, I could feel him looking up and watching me, tiny flashes of stolen glances.

I pretended I didn’t notice.”
― Christina Lauren, Love and Other Words

“I loved you,” he whispers.
“I know,” I say.
Hurt eyes move across my face. “You broke my heart.”
“I know that, too.”
― Carley Fortune, Every Summer After

“Is that a tentative yes?”
“No.” She shook her head. “It’s more like a yes with an asterisk.”
“What’s the footnote?”
“It’s like ‘yes,’ asterisk, and then ‘Let the record show I think this is probably a bad idea.’”
He took her hand again. “But you still want . . . to be with me?”
“Cary,” she said, chastising him, “I always want that. I’m obviously in love with you.”
“Obviously?” She nodded her head.
His eyes were wide again. “Shiloh . . . will you marry me?”
“Yes,” she whispered. “Asterisk.”
Cary whispered, too: “Let the record show you think this is a bad idea.”
“Let the record show I’m terrified of losing you completely.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Slow Dance

“It was time to get Liz Buxbaum back.”
― Lynn Painter, Nothing Like the Movies

“Jack: Later, TB. Hallie: You do see why that cannot be a thing, right? Jack: My apologies for calling you an infectious disease.”
― Lynn Painter, The Love Wager

“It’s yours,” he offers. I laugh. “Oh? I can have the world?” “Mine,” he says, “yeah. You can have mine.”
― Emily Henry, Great Big Beautiful Life

“There’s an old saying about stories, and how there are always three versions of them: yours, mine, and the truth.”
― Emily Henry, Great Big Beautiful Life

“For the one you love? Anything. You unmake the world and build a new one. You do anything to give them what they need.”
― Emily Henry, Great Big Beautiful Life

“I think you live in a world that’s more interesting than the one most people live in,” he says, and just as my heart starts to sink with disappointment, with a kind of loneliness, he adds, “and I wish I could live in it too.” I feel myself beaming. “I’ll take you sometime.” “I’d like that,” he says.”
― Emily Henry, Great Big Beautiful Life

“When I let myself dream,” he murmurs against my ear, “or it all comes crashing down—it’s Alice, Alice on my mind. Alice all the time.”
― Emily Henry, Great Big Beautiful Life

“It’s important that I play this cool. Fact: I have never played it cool in my life.”
― Emily Henry, Great Big Beautiful Life

“Then again, maybe love was always a gift. The only thing that couldn’t be bought or sold or bartered for.”
― Emily Henry, Great Big Beautiful Life

“Love isn’t something you can cup in your hands, and I have to believe that means it’s something that can’t ever be lost.”
― Emily Henry, Great Big Beautiful Life

“They go for my leg every time. I don’t know if it’s because it’s shiny and they like that, or if geese are just little ableist fucks, but they’re always trying to attack me.”
― Hannah Bonam-Young, Out on a Limb

“I’m going to friend the shit out of you, Freddie McNulty.”
― Hannah Bonam-Young, Out on a Limb

“So you don’t know who the dad is?” “It’s a bit of a Mamma Mia situation, I’m afraid,” I answer. “Here we go again,” Bo mutters under his breath”
― Hannah Bonam-Young, Out on a Limb

“That’s the question I was going to ask tonight,” Bo interrupts. “Who in this world matters the most to you?” “You,” I answer simply, pleading with him to hear me. What I said and all that it means. “You,” he repeats. “It’s you for me too. With a very close second,” he says, his eyes on my belly.”
― Hannah Bonam-Young, Out on a Limb

“But… but you left.” “You said you wanted casual, Win.” “You really need to stop listening to me,” I say, tears springing free again.”
― Hannah Bonam-Young, Out on a Limb

“Win, if you walk out of that room sturdier than me, I won’t be happy.”
― Hannah Bonam-Young, Out on a Limb

“I missed you,” he says, lowering me back to stand on my own two feet. I reach beside me for a party hat and hold it up to him. “It was just one night,” I say. Bo bends at the waist, allowing me to fasten it to his head. “Happy birthday,” I repeat, just for him this time.”
― Hannah Bonam-Young, Out on a Limb

“What do you mean? When else have you talked to them?” “When you fell asleep watching Lord of the Rings. I had to tell all my fun facts and trivia to someone. Plus, once the movie ended, I needed to explain to them why they might feel a little… jostled.”
― Hannah Bonam-Young, Out on a Limb

“You’re perfect, Win,” Bo says, as easily as breathing. “Of course I’d want them to have every part of you.”
― Hannah Bonam-Young, Out on a Limb

“You’ve seen me. Understood me like I’ve never been understood. And I see you now too. I see how truly lovely you are. More importantly, I believe it. With everything inside me, I believe you’re going to be gentle with my heart.” Bo blinks rapidly, his eyes fluttering as he looks down between us and pulls my hand to his mouth before kissing each knuckle. He leans against my palm, so I cradle his face, and I feel his jaw trembling. “I love you, Win. I love you so much it makes me feel like I’ve hated everything else in my life up until now. Nothing compares to what I feel for you. Not even close.”
― Hannah Bonam-Young, Out on a Limb

“Bo?” I say his name like I haven’t ever said it before. Like it’s foreign on my tongue with all of these new feelings and the depth that it holds. “Bo…I need to tell you something.” “You have to wait,” he says, grumbling, talking out the side of his mouth squished against my lap. “I want to say it first, but I’m too tired to do it properly right now. Later.”
― Hannah Bonam-Young, Out on a Limb