“I perfected the art of being uninteresting.”

She frowned.”You’re not very friendly.” I let out a short laugh.”What?I’m not friendly to a ghost who floats into my house and starts touching me?Well,excuse my rudeness but this is a little disturbing.

The love she left behind will be the reason dreams are reached. She was the rock in a world that was crumbling. Her strength will remain. It’s in our hearts.

That’s okay. You an be selfish with me all you want. I’m yours.

The heart wants who the heart wants. We can’t help that.

Adjusting to Beau being a caveman over a girl had been almost as hard as seeing him with Ash. Beau didn’t do jealous, not until Ashton had become his. Now he was a freaking lunatic.

Just maybe I was worthy of love.

What are you doing?” “I’m going to enjoy a long overdue make-out session with my girl. That’s what I’m doing.” I explained, stepping into the room and closing the door behind me with one shove of my foot.

Just hold me please,” she replied. I’d hold her forever if I could.

No excuses; those were just weak.

Don’t frown beautiful, you fascinate me.

I don’t need designer things. And YOU are designer, Rush.

He stole my breathe away the moment we first spoke. He’s my air.” -Sadie White

My girl and my kid gets the best, always.

For the first time, the object of what I want is more important than fulfilling my desires.

You tempt me. I can’t be tempted. I’m not made to be tempted.

But I don’t fit. Your family hates me. I make your life difficult.” That’s where she was wrong. “No, You’re my family. And as for making my life difficult, you, Blaire Wynn, make my life complete.

What is Perfected hereafter, must be begun here.

Ronald Reagan perfected the subtler version long ago by talking about “welfare mothers” – a code phrase for people of colour.