C.R. Jane > Quotes

“Fuck love, Monroe. Love is nothing. You can feel love for anyone. What I feel for you is pain. Knowing that a part of my fucking soul is living outside of my body and now that I’ve found it, I’ll die if I ever lose it. That’s what we have. Love is a shadowed imitation for people unlucky enough to never find their soulmates. What we have is everything.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“How can there be anyone else when you exist in the world?”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“Very nice, Disney,” Ari screamed. “Good fucking boy.” Praise kink unlocked. I’d have to examine that later.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Date

“If you ever wear another man’s jersey, I will kill that man. So be careful, sweetheart.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“Have you ever been in love?” she murmured, those green eyes staring at me like I was fucking everything. I was still inside her. It was where I wanted to live. “Not until I saw you.” It was the most honest thing I’d ever told her.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“Lincoln: When your girlfriend is the hottest woman on the planet, you don’t take chances. Meeting you on a plane—that’s fucking romance book shit. Not happening.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“He was a psychopath.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“Grief is like that, I guess. You think the world should stop, should fall apart with you, but it doesn’t. It keeps going. And you’re left standing in the middle of it, feeling hollow, watching everything move on like the person you loved wasn’t the very center of it all.”
― C.R. Jane, The Wrong Quarterback

“And it was then that I noticed the dark black cursive script etched on the pink skin, the outline of the letters an angry red color that bordered a new tattoo. “What?” I murmured, leaning forward so I could read it. MONROE. His cock was tattooed with my name.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“It was crazy how he understood me. How he was so willing to be this steady, perfect force for me.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“Grief is like that, I guess. You think the world should stop, should fall apart with you, but it doesn’t. It keeps going.”
― C.R. Jane, The Wrong Quarterback

“Just don’t fucking hurt yourself anymore. I don’t want to have to sedate you again.” A sob slipped out. “How can you just say that to me? What is wrong with you?” He shrugged and kissed my lips softly. “I’ve stopped asking myself that, baby.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“It was kind of fun being completely crazy.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“She was going to leave me, and I knew there would be no way to reason with her, not so close to finding everything out. I would’ve been able to track her down–the tracker she thought was just a birth control implant took care of that–but even being away from her for that long was something I couldn’t allow. Right and wrong had somehow lost meaning since I’d found her.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave.”
― C.R. Jane, Ruining Dahlia

“MRS. BENTLEY’S CHORIZO BREAKFAST BURRITOS Servings: 4 INGREDIENTS FOR THE AVOCADO-TOMATO SALSA 1 large avocado, peeled, pitted, and diced ½ cup diced seeded tomatoes, from 1 to 2 tomatoes 1 small shallot, minced (about 2 tablespoons) 1 clove garlic, minced 1 jalapeño pepper, seeded and minced 1 tablespoon fresh lime juice, from 1 lime ½ teaspoon salt ¼ teaspoon ground cumin ¼ cup fresh chopped cilantro FOR THE BURRITOS 4 large eggs ¼ teaspoon smoked paprika ¼ teaspoon salt ½ lb spicy chorizo removed from casings 1⅓ cups (6 oz) shredded Monterey Jack cheese 4 (10-in) burrito-size flour tortillas Vegetable oil INSTRUCTIONS Make the Avocado-Tomato Salsa: Place all of the ingredients in a medium bowl and mix to combine. Set aside. In a medium bowl, whisk the eggs with the smoked paprika and salt. Set aside. Heat a large nonstick pan over medium-high heat. Add the sausage and cook, stirring frequently, until browned, 4 to 5 minutes. Use a slotted spoon to transfer the sausage from the pan to a plate, leaving the drippings in the pan. Reduce the heat to low. Add the eggs and scramble until just cooked”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“When something feels this fucking good, you don’t fight it. You just follow it to the ends of the earth, no matter where it takes you.” “I’m scared,” I admitted, and he nodded. “I’ll show you how good it can be. Until you’re not scared anymore. Until trusting me is as easy as breathing.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“Dahlia,” I murmured, and she winced because she could hear the ache in my voice. “If I have to, I’ll love you enough for the both of us.”
― C.R. Jane, Ruining Dahlia

“I feel like I’ve been searching for something real, darlin’, for a long fucking time. And I don’t know how to explain it…but when I met you that night. I found my real.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Date

“Probably because he was smug in his safeness thanks to the tracker I’d installed in that manly friendship bracelet he had around his wrist. Thanks to me always gently observing him, he was guaranteed to have a backup in case anything happened to him. I was such a good friend.”
― C.R. Jane, The Wrong Play

“I had spent years feeling unworthy, like I was something temporary, like love was something I could borrow but never keep.”
― C.R. Jane, The Wrong Play

“How did you explain to someone that didn’t know you, that you breathed for them?”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Date

“I thought about fate alot, about how the tides could turn and change…about how one moment, one decision…could change your whole life… Like what happened when I had the pucking wrong date…and I ended up with a happily ever after.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Date

“So you’ve come to the master, young grasshopper," Lincoln mused. I threw up a middle finger before realizing I wasn’t on Facetime and he couldn’t see me. “Just so you know, I told Walker you were cool. I’m going to have to go back and tell him otherwise now…just because you tried to Mr. Miyagi me.” “Do you want my help or not?” “Yes, I need your help! That’s why I fucking called!” “Then call me Mr. Miyagi.” I stared at my phone in disbelief. “Is this real life? Am I being punked?” “Final offer.” “Uggggh. Fine. Can you help me, Mr. Miyagi?” “I thought you would never ask,” Lincoln said calmly, only laughing after I growled at him.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Guy

“Parker: You’re stalking her, aren’t you? Me: I prefer to call it strategically placing myself in her orbit. Matty: You say that like it sounds less insane. Parker: I don’t think it sounds insane at all. Matty: You wouldn’t, Mr. I Like to Watch Casey While She Sleeps.”
― C.R. Jane, The Wrong Play

“Is this what madness felt like?”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Guy

“Loving you isn’t some fucking chore. It’s not a weight around my neck, not something I have to suffer through. You think you’re hard to love, but you don’t get it. You don’t understand that loving you is the easiest thing I’ve ever done.”
― C.R. Jane, The Wrong Play

“That you’re going to be mine until the day we die and for all our lifetimes after that. There’s no me without you.”
― C.R. Jane, The Wrong Quarterback

“I love you. And I’ll never stop,” he told me. “I’d do anything for you…I’d live for you.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Number

“I had no idea who she was. But for a heartbeat, I forgot about the game, the score…the pressure. I was entranced. Nothing else mattered. I stared at her angelic face in blind amazement until I lost my mind and I blew her a kiss, watching in awe as her gorgeous face screwed up in disgust, gold flecked eyes unaware that she’d just changed my fucking world.”
― C.R. Jane, The Pucking Wrong Date