“I’m remarrying you, Lil. Fuck, I’d remarry you a hundred times until it stuck.” — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“I love you,” he says again, “and no other man will ever say those words and mean them the way I do.” — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“What’s going to happen,” he breathes, “is that I’m going to carry you through this door. I’m going to draw out every… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“No one told me you can love someone and still be miserable. How is that possible?” — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“Wait for me.” The words come out choked and pained. “I need you to wait for me.” — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“Cheekbones that cut like ice and eyes like liquid scotch. Loren Hale is an alcoholic beverage and he doesn't even know it.” — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“Fine. Such a stupid word really. It feels empty and weightless. It’s the kind of word you use to hide the truth.” — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“I had no one before Rose. No true friends. No family, not really. Now I have her. I have people I care about. People… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share
“Can we only be invited inside if you understand our costumes?” Connor asks. He cranes his neck to look past the host’s shoulder. “Because… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share
“I love you, Dais, because you’re the wildest fucking girl with the biggest fucking heart. And without you in my life”—he shakes his head… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share
“You’re not a pit stop. You’re my finish line. There’s no one after you... “I want you for eternity, not for a brief moment… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share
“A man in a green truck lays on his horn to my left, as if noise will magically part the congested freeway. I hold… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share
“Did you bet on me?' I ask dumbfounded. 'Yeah,' Lo says, unabashed. His eyes fall to mine. 'And I'll always bet on your side.” — Krista Ritchie Copy Share
“I near her, cupping her face with large rough hands. I stare down into her yellow-green eyes. “You’re not a pit stop. You’re my… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share
“I usually dumb down around the intellectually deficient so I don’t come off like a complete prick.” — Krista Ritchie Copy Share
