“His heart overflowed with good intentions but his fists felt best covered in blood.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to a ceremony celebrating Blake Hartt and Livia McHugh. Today is not the start of their lives together.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Know this: I love you so fucking much,” Beckett said. “No other person has been to me what you are. No one… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He kept his head down in what seemed to be a prayer. “He counts. You’ve smiled at him four hundred and forty-six… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Tell me I’m enough for you,” he demanded. “Can you be with me even though I’m so wrong?” She was satin and… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“If you think I give a rat’s ass about that cooler, you don’t know me at all. Nothing I own is worth… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“You’re a nice girl, Livia. Love is sacred. Hold onto it. I know a lot at my age. Everything else fails you—money,… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“But the things that were right about him I sort have been able to do for myself for a while now. His… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“But Blake infused hope in his music. Love was the only song he knew how to play.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“It was like he’d just discovered fire, and she was the main ingredient.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“We’re going to find your hobo. We’re going to work hard—work nights. Liv, we’re going to put our balls into it.” She… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Don’t come here again. Ever,” he said, but instead of a threat, this sounded like a declaration of affection. “Beckett, you can… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“So you’re the music note, Beckett’s obviously the knife, who’s the cross?” She stroked Blake’s tattoo. “You’re about to find out. We’re… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“You can have that life,” he told her. “It’s right there for you to take.” “I love you,” Eve quickly countered. “Loving… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Hasn’t life taught me well enough? Love is not mine to find. I’m a fool. Damn it to hell.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Hello, beautiful Livia," Blake answered. "How did you know it was me?" Livia saw her wide smile in the rear view mirror.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Blake took her face in his hands. “You let me touch you. Kiss you. Your skin? It feels like piano keys. My… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Okay, how's this? I’ve been to Heaven and Hell. I’ve seen the whole world, but the only thing that makes me want… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“That wasn’t blood. It was love. It pours out of you when you lose faith.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Whoever said marriage is boring didn’t marry you!” Livia kissed his cheek. “Thank you for that.” Blake kissed her forehead. “That was… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“This is it, Beck. This is the hardest part of loving someone: not being with them when you want to be. It's… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“You make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all. You make it hard for… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Everything else fails you-money, possessions, sex. But love never fails.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“I’m surprised Cole let you stay. What we do here is slightly unconventional.” Bea looked suspicious and in-the-know at the same time.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“When they stumbled together into a clearing, even in their panic the blue moonlight made it ethereal, like a fairy ring. But in the… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Beckett wrapped a huge arm around Kyle's waist and slammed her body into his. "Sometimes when girls advertise, they get what they're asking for."… — debra anastasia Copy Share Image
“Livia covered the phone until Kyle looked at her. “You’re simply the best lady I know. I promise not to be oblivious anymore.” Kyle… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Remember two eighty-six. Livia now counted on the same sort of feverish, rain-soaked determination that had driven Blake to the train station for smile… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Livia looked puzzled and whispered, “I have no idea why these are special.” Blake dared to touch her face. “They’re the exact color of… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Livia used her mouth to warm any part of his body that felt cold. As she sucked his fingers, she heard a decision in… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“They do the twenty-one-gun salute for the good guys, right? So I brought this.” Beckett pointed the gun in the sky. “For Mouse.” One,… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He was serious. He didn’t want her to hold him close. He didn’t want to pretend she was his mother. He didn’t want to… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Don't put off happiness you can have today. Tomorrow is a hope, not a promise” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He seemed to be drinking in her face, looking at her instead of into her. “Stop. Stop that. This isn’t goodbye.” Blake pulled her… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“She waved, and he smiled like she was the eighth wonder of the world.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“There isn’t a single spot I’ll miss tonight, my wife.” Blake pulled her against him, tilting her head until he could kiss her again.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
