Grace Reilly > Quotes

“If I had to pretend to date anyone, I’d choose her a hundred times over.”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“she’ll see where I dog-eared the pages, where I broke the spine,”
― Grace Reilly, Breakaway

“If I could only pick one person to be around, one person to know, one person to love, for the rest of my life—I’d choose her.”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“When I look at him, I instantly feel a little safer.”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“And as much as I love football, I love her more.”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“Nothing screams serious captain material like hooking up with the coach's daughter in a goddamn storage closet.”
― Grace Reilly, Breakaway

“It’s in my chest like a breathing, palpable thing. Not friendship. Something deeper. Eventually, I won’t be able to contain it, and I’m terrified that the moment that happens, I’ll lose Penny for good.”
― Grace Reilly, Breakaway

“I’m playing for my family. My father. But most of all, I’m playing for my Lucky Penny.”
― Grace Reilly, Breakaway

“She looked like an angel in the moonlight, her hair spilling over her bare shoulders, delicate perfection in every feature on her face.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“She’s my girl. Maybe it’s not official, but it’s the truth. She’s mine, and the second she admits that to herself, I’m going to shout it from the fucking rooftops.”
― Grace Reilly, Breakaway

“You look good in my jersey" I brush a lock of her hair back behind her ear "Pretty Girl”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“Thank you. You’re being… really nice. Which makes me want to stab you with my fork for some reason.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“Maybe neither of us are special, but that’s not the point. The point is you’re the best person I’ve ever met, and I wish more than anything that that’s how you saw yourself too.”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“If I fall, save my Junior Mints.” “Absolutely not.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“if life offers you French fries, you take them.”
― Grace Reilly, Breakaway

“Good girl,” he says, a rough edge to his voice.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“Dude, you were looking at her like she—what do they say? Hung the moon? You were looking at her like that. Like she climbed up on a ladder and put it in the sky just for you.”
― Grace Reilly, Breakaway

“If he goes any farther, I’m going to soak my panties in this parking lot.”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“I still can’t believe that he hasn’t given up on trying to convince me to tutor him. It’s been a week, and his offers are getting more and more ridiculous.”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“Wherever you go, I’m following”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“She shakes her head. “I’ll stick to my spicy romance novels, thanks.”
― Grace Reilly, Breakaway

“I don’t know what things were like around here before me, but on my team, we respect women.”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“If I’m being totally serious, James Callahan has worked his way into my life and is refusing to let go.”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“Waking up next to my girl can’t hurt.”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“Fucking kissed me better than anyone in my life and then left like we hadn’t just sparked like lightning.”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“How badly?” Bex flicks her gaze up to look at me. “Not too bad. James—” “He fucking hurt you.” “And he won’t again once he knows we’re together. He’s a coward. He talks a big game, but—” I cut her off again; I can’t help it. “He won’t again because I’m about to break his fucking face.”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“Don’t misunderstand me on purpose,”
― Grace Reilly, Wicked Serve

“And I’m hoping to add new routines, anyway.” My heart does a somersault; I can’t help smiling. “Oh yeah?” “Waking up next to my girl can’t hurt.”
― Grace Reilly, First Down

“No. He doesn’t, that’s the problem. Do you know how excited he was to tell you he made captain? And how upset he was when you didn’t tell him how proud you were? Maybe if you weren’t so shitty about telling your son that you loved him, he wouldn’t feel like he needed to buy his uncle’s affection.”
― Grace Reilly, Breakaway

“Even if you refuse to just tell—” The front door opens. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. “Oh, come on,” I hear Cooper say. “Not again.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home