“His voice is both low and quiet, and it has this hypnotic rhythm to it. I wonder whether someday he'll give sermons with that voice, whether he'll throw down judgement with that voice.” — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
“I set my glass down and met his eyes, feeling an overwhelming surge of affection for this man. "That ... makes sense," I said,… — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
“But this...writing about how it feels to listen to music, to have found him--it almost feels like I'm writing a description of how my organs work… — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
“It's possible I mentally calculate the danger of being relatively drunk for the entirety of the next few weeks.” — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
“Bennett was here. And he looked terrible. He'd lost weight, and although he was neatly dressed and clean-shaven, his clothes hung all wrong on… — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
“(...) loving someone isn't enough, that you must wait until you find your heart.” — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
“He shakes his head, and I think this moment, right here, is when it really hits me that Sebastian's identity isn't queer. It's not… — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
“ Mmpf . You’re so heavy. Do you have bricks in your pocket? Get off me.” “But you’re so warm,” he whines. “And soft.… — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
“One month flies by when you're falling love with the woman you're using for sex. Two is an eternity when the woman you love… — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
“I’ve never seen him arrive or leave, because I always walk past him, drop a dollar bill in his case, and keep moving. Then,… — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
“He nodded again and I was tempted to tell him the rule of silence: sometimes an awkward silence is actually far less awkward than… — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
“You obviously don;t understand a thing about men. Or, more specifically, this man." "I don't?" "No, I'm not scared of periods, and you could… — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
“Mike Hawk!” Bennett practically yelled at me, dropping his hand. His eyes were red from laughing. “How am I supposed to keep it together… — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
