“Unfortunately, you don't get to choose family, Sonny had told me once. But you do get to choose everyone else. In this case, I was cherry picking who I was going to spend the gift of my life with.” — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“His forehead tipped forward, and before I could react, before he said another word to me, he leaned forward, forward, forward and pressed his… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“I’d never been a big fan of that saying, “Everything happens for a reason,” but maybe, sometimes, every once in a while, things coalesced… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“I hadn't told him the news yet, but in that same preternatural way he was always aware of what I was feeling or thinking,… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“In that moment, I don’t think I had ever loved anything half as much as I loved Aiden.” — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“The fact that I’d gone out to buy him hemorrhoid cream a couple of times probably helped solidify the lines in our friend zone.” — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“Tall and still in fantastic shape, my poor, stupid, stupid heart gave a little thump in recognition of an attractive man. Then I stomped… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“I haven’t done a single thing in my life to deserve you, schnecke, but I will never give up on you, and I won’t… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“Real love was gritty. The real kind of love never quit. Someone who loved you would do what’s best for you; they’d stand up… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“You couldn’t control or anticipate a person who didn’t care. They were wildcards.” — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“I fell in love with the voice in the dark. No joke, no exaggeration. It was a pure, raw love.” — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“Right then, in that moment, Dex The Dick grinned. Grinned. And sweet mother of God, it was devastating. So completely catastrophic I just stood… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“forehead hit the side of his throat. His palm slid to the meatiest side of my thigh, four fingers on my hamstrings, one finger… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
