“ I just practically begged him to kiss me, and he’s critiquing my grammar? ” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“I don't know how this hopeless boy weaseled his way into my life this week, but I know I'm definitely not ready… — 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
“You shouldn’t offer cookies without milk, you know. You’re a pretty pathetic hostess.” — 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
“Do me a favor?” Anything. I’ll do anything you ask me to, so long as you’re shirtless. ” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“He flashes me his dimple-laden grin, and I faint. No… literally. I fainted.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“When I said you weren’t getting kissed tonight, I meant it. But dammit, Sky. I had no idea how fucking difficult you… — 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
“The problem is, i don't know what choice is the right one holder: That's because none of them are the right choice.… — 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
“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
“Whatever he goes through, I feel. Whatever I go through, he feels. It’s what happens when two people become one: they no… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Every time shespeaks or smiles or, God forbid, laughs . . . my heart reacts like it’s been sucker-punched. I hate it… — 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
“What in the hell happened to your eye?” I laugh and roll off the bed, out of harm’s way. “You happened.” I… — 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
“{...} Is he always this angry? Is he always so charming when he isn't busy being angry? I hate that he is… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Just seeing her again, even from a distance, reminds meof why I crave to be around her so much. It’s only been… — 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
“It’s okay to feel whatever you need to feel. Just promise me that you will never, ever feel guilty. Promise me that… — 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
“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
“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
“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
“ 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
“But everything wrong with her is everything that draws me in and makes her perfect. She’s flat-out rude to me and I… — 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
“Speaking of… does this mean you get your phone back?” I shrug. “I don’t really want that phone back. I’m hoping my… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“I take my seat and pick the e-reader back up. “You know, Breckin. You really are pretty damn great.” He smiles and… — 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
“Sky passed out on the road today," Karen says, changing the subject. "Some adorable man-boy carried her inside." I laugh. "Guy, Mom.… — 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… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“Life can’t be divided into chapters...only minutes. The events of your life are all crammed together one minute right after the other… — 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
