“Do me a favor?” Anything. I’ll do anything you ask me to, so long as you’re shirtless. ” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“No matter what happens life just keeps going and moving forward and words keep flowing and truths keep spewing whether you like… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Not your face, your dimple. And no. You’re the only guy I’ve ever had the urge to lick.” He smiles at me… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Want me to run with you?” he asks, nudging his head toward the sidewalk behind me. Yes, please. “No, it’s fine.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Time to go,” he says. “I already see this heading somewhere I’m too drunk to go right now. I’ll see you tomorrow… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“What time should I come stalk you tomorrow?” “Six-thirty?” She says breathlessly. “Six-thirty sounds good.” Six-thirty is my new favorite time of… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Let me inform you of something,” he says in a low voice. “The moment my lips touch yours, it will be your… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“You’re attracted to me?” “Oh, God,” I groan. “That’s the last thing you need for your ego.” “That’s probably true,” he laughs.… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“I wonder if Dean is his nice persona and Holder is his scary one. Holder is definitely the one I saw at… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“When I touch you, I’m touching you because I want to make you happy. When I kiss you, I’m kissing you because… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“He’s quiet for a minute, then grins again. “I can’t believe you think I’m hot.” “Shut up.” “You probably faked passing out… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“He flashes me his dimple-laden grin, and I faint. No… literally. I fainted.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“It turns out, Holder doesn’t have an issue with Mormons at all. He just has an issue with assholes.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“You shouldn’t offer cookies without milk, you know. You’re a pretty pathetic hostess.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“ You fell asleep right when she was about to find out her mother’s secret. How dare you. I’ll be back tomorrow… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“I can't help but watch his lips as they cover the opening of the bottle that my lips were just touching. We're… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Sky, if you’re asking me to stop, I will. But I’m hoping you’re not, because I really don’t want to stop, so… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“There’s a gate?” I ask, confused. “Why do we always climb the fence?” He shoots me a sly grin. “You were in… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“But I’ve learned over the past year what it really means to be able to miss someone. In order to miss someone,… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Looks like we have quite the predicament here, boys.” I smile at both of them, then eye the coffee in Breckin’s hands.… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“I need to kiss you,” he says again, this time a desperate plea. “Please, Sky. I’m scared that after I tell you… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Those things happened to you, not to someone else. They happened to the best friend that I loved all those years ago,… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Some people they grow wiser as they grow older. Unfortunately, most people just grow older.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“You can't get mad at a real ending. Some of them are ugly. It's the fake happily ever afters that should piss you off.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“I tilt my head and look at him. He's watching me, but I can't tell what his face is trying to convey. If I… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
Love and hate, despite their polar opposites, are both feelings that are induced by passion. I can handle that. It's the indifference I don't… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“We'll either come to a mutual understanding of one another, or he's going to kill me and chop me up into tiny pieces and… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“The sky is always beautiful. Even when it's dark or rainy or cloudy, it's still beautiful to look at. It's my favourite thing because… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Ridge: Oh, and btw, I didn't write that on your forehead. What? I run to the dresser and look in the mirror for the… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“That's all I need," I say. "Well...I need the lamp. And the astray. And the remote control. And the paddleball game. And you, Dean… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
