Sometimes bad things have to happen before good things can.
Sometimes bad things have to happen before good things can.
I shouldn't have been looking at lingerie. It naturally made me think about sexy things. Like kissing. Like Patch.
The trouble was, my feelings for Patch weren't harmless.
Hate to disappoint, but no feathers. I came to Earth stripped naked.
If you need one more reason, I love you.
I forced a smile. It was the one I'd been practicing all morning. It felt tight at the edges and brittle everywhere in between.
They said the moment I fell in love with you was the moment you'd leave.
I think I'm more of a guardian angel girl.
There was movement along the fringe of Chauncey's vision, and he snapped his head to the left. At first glance what appeared to be a large angel topping a nearby monument rose to full height. Neither stone nor marble, the boy had arms and legs. His torso was naked, his feet were bare, and peasant trousers hung low on his waist. He hopped down from the monument, the ends of his hair dripping rain. It slid down his face, which was dark as a Spaniard's.
He tasted deeper, holding himself over me, and suddenly he was everywhere; his knee trapping my leg, his lips grazing warm, rough, sensuous. He splayed his hand at the small of my back, holding me tightly, driving me to sink my fingers deeper into him, clinging to him as if letting go would mean losing part of myself.
My history is long, and not much of it is good. I can't erase it, but I'm determined not to make another mistake. Not when the stakes are high, not when it comes to you.
I know you followed me. Don't look so surprised. It's called a rearview mirror.
Whoa, who peed in your Cheerios?
I'd fallen in love with the devil.
Think they have any bras in here that can get my babies to lie flat? They're called sports bras and they have a nasty side effect called the uni-boob.
His finger flicked open a button on my cardigan-then two, three, four. It tumbled off my shoulders, leaving me in my camisole. He pushed up the hem, teasing and stroking his thumb across my stomach. My breath came in a sharp intake of air.
Or, if you decide you want to sleep at my place, on opposite sides of my bedroom with a Do Not Cross line drawn down the middle, I'll do it. I won't like it, but I'll do it.
I love you more than I think I should.
A girl could lather up in soap like that.
If I'd wanted you dead five minutes ago, you'd have died five minutes ago.
Vee scowled at him. She is famous for that scowl. It's a look that does everything but audibly hiss.
His muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.
Right now, holding you, I feel like we have a shot at beating all odds and making it together.
I love you,Nora. Whatever happens, promise me you'll remember that. I don't care why you came into my life,only that you did. I don't remember all the things i did wrong. I remember what i did right, I remember you. You made my life meaningful. You made my life special.
All this time I've hated myself for it. I thought I'd given it up for nothing. But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you.
If you can't feel then why did you kiss me? Because I can feel it here, in my heart.
We touched base at several strategic locations down our bodies, and it took all my willpower to break away.
His were the kind of eyes that held secrets. The kind that lied without flinching. The kind that once you looked into them, it was hard to break away.
Right now, I had everything I could ask for. It wasn't a long list, but it was a very satisfying one, starting with the love of my life back in my arms.
I needed him like I'd never needed anyone.
And anyway, the first three letters in the word diet should tell you what I want it to do.
I'm not going anywhere near a motel with you.
What good is a body if I can't have you?
How warm I feel. How icredibly alive and vibrant and heedless every last inch of me feels next to you.
She likes you, she just doesn't understand you.
I tended to be more a romantic than a realist, and chose blind faith over cold logic.
Are we going to have to teach you to fight, Angel?
I'm not going to kill you, Nora. I don't kill people who are important to me. And you top the list.
What was up with class today? It was watered-down porn. He practically had you and Patch on top of your lab table, horizontal, minus your clothes, doing the Big Deed.
I couldn't escape him, now or ever. He'd always be there, consuming my every thought, my heart locked in his hands. I was drawn to him by forces I couldn't control, let alone escape.
The sensible part of me wanted to dissect my emotions, overthinking and overcomplicating my reaction to Jev.
Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him.
I wondered why life had to suck so hard sometimes.
Because I thought I was in love. And when you think you're in love, you are willing to stick it out and make it work until it is love.
Keep in mind that people change, but the past doesn't.
When it comes to reflexes, I'm like a cat. I'm Catwoman. I'm invulnerable. The only reason he got a piece of me is because of the rain. Cats don't like water. It impairs us. It's our kryptonite.
I couldn't look at you and breath at the same time.
There's a disconnect between my mind and my heart, but I feel the truth. They say when people lose their vision, their hearing comes sharper. I've lost part of my memory but maybe my intuition is stronger.
Being with you never felt wrong. It's the one thing I did right. You're the one thing I did right.
If I missed out on some really big action, I'm going to be royally pissed off!
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© 2020 Inspirational Stories