Quote by Megan Erickson Download Open image ““I was just… Jesse. Like insufferably so.”” — Megan Erickson ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.5 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“We sat and drank in silence. It was something I appreciated about Jesse. He didn't feel the need to fill every moment with talk… — Ruta Sepetys Copy Share Image
“There's nothing wrong with what you said in those letters. Nothing you should feel ashamed of. No matter what anyone else says, Jesse, I… — Elaine Beale Copy Share Image
“What else did he say?” Jesse insists, and for the second time ever, I feel uneasy with him. “Nothing,” I say. “Daphne, they say… — Christine Seifert Copy Share Image
“Jesse rounded forward under the towel and cozied his feet in the bath water. It was as if no one else were around and… — Ron Hansen Copy Share Image
“Just in case i forgot to mention it. Jesse said "I love you Sam" "Somethings can never be overstated".” — Selene Castrovilla Copy Share Image
“Jesse is a good guy, although I don't understand the infatuation with the spandex he is always running around in.” — Holly Hood Copy Share Image
“He knew that the core of my doubts when it came to Jesse and me was that I didn’t deserve him. That I was… — Nicole Williams Copy Share Image
“I'm the girl next door.I meet Jesse the day we moved in,fifteen years ago.People say you don't remember stuff from when you were two,but… — Selene Castrovilla Copy Share Image
“Jesse was the guy a girl didn’t get over. End of story. Truest story ever told. I” — Nicole Williams Copy Share Image
“I speed sometimes,” I muttered to myself as I rounded the car. “I even speed through yellows.” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I think you’re the first guy I’ve met in person who I couldn’t stop staring at.” Was” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Hey, you didn’t let me finish.” “Finish what?” “Finish telling you that I love you too.” I” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“In my script-like scrawl, I wrote: If you find my body, ask Hazzard. I leaned back and surveyed my words. Then I drew a… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Good morning.” I didn’t release my grip on his hair. “You snore by the way.” Zane’s eyes narrowed. “I do not.” “Do too.” “If… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I’m cool with going back to hate,” I said, then paused. “Did we ever leave hate?” Zane swallowed and looked away. “Not even for… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“He opened his mouth as my eyes dropped to his badge. And right there, in big, bold, black letters, it said Cerise/Cherrycakes. Ian was… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
