Tracie Payne

“Did you have me checked out?”
“Background check in three different countries.” …
“Find anything you didn’t like?”
I shrug. “You married my first love, I already didn’t like you.”
― Tarryn Fisher, Thief

“I want your babies, and your anger, and your cold blue eyes … “ I choke on my words and I am the
one to look away. I bring my gaze back to her face and realize that if I can’t convince her now, I’m
never going to be able to. “I want to go on anniversary dinners with you, I want to wrap Christmas
presents with you. I want to fight with you about stupid things and then hold you down in my bed and
make it up to you. I want to have more cake batter fights and camping trips. I want your future, Olivia.
Please come back to me.”
― Tarryn Fisher, Thief

“Yeah, you got married, didn’t you? But,
you only did it because you thought we were over — and we’re not over. We’ll never be over. If you think that little piece of metal on your finger can shield off your feelings for me, you’re wrong. I wore one for five years and there wasn’t a day that went by where I wasn’t wishing it were you.”
― Tarryn Fisher, Thief

“Why don’t you blush? No matter what I say – you never blush.”
She smirks. “Because, I’m a fucking badass.”
― Tarryn Fisher, Thief