“Who are you?” I whispered, leaning forward and reaching across the table to touch his sternly gorgeous face, almost afraid he’d disappear beneath my fingertips. “The face of an angel, the soul of a poet, and the fists of a fighter. I don’t know how to understand you, Mickey.” Mickey caught my hand with his and then turned his head… — Lucy Connors Copy Share
“Blood might be thicker than water, but love was the most powerful magic of all.” — Lucy Connors Copy Share Image
“This is Lonesome Ridge, so we’d be the lonesome young,” I pointed out. “Sounds like a song.” “Sounds like a heartache,” he… — Lucy Connors Copy Share Image
“I feel the same way. It doesn't make sense, and I can't understand it, but maybe emotions aren't supposed to make sense,"… — Lucy Connors Copy Share Image
“Who are you?” I whispered, leaning forward and reaching across the table to touch his sternly gorgeous face, almost afraid he’d disappear beneath my fingertips. “The face of an angel, the soul of a poet, and the fists of a fighter. I don’t know how to understand you, Mickey.” Mickey caught my hand with his and then turned his head… — Lucy Connors Copy Share
“Blood might be thicker than water, but love was the most powerful magic of all.” — Lucy Connors Copy Share Image
“I can tell you that the only thing in the world that makes sense to me right now is you and me.” — Lucy Connors Copy Share Image
“This is Lonesome Ridge, so we’d be the lonesome young,” I pointed out. “Sounds like a song.” “Sounds like a heartache,” he said, tightening… — Lucy Connors Copy Share Image
“I can tell you that the only ting in the world that makes sense to me right now is you and me.” — Lucy Connors Copy Share Image
“I feel the same way. It doesn't make sense, and I can't understand it, but maybe emotions aren't supposed to make sense," I finally… — Lucy Connors Copy Share Image
