Geo

“Love, is that you?” He smiles at me, all goofy with glazed eyes. “Who’s she?” A woman clutches onto his arm, pointing at me with a red-tipped finger. “The best part of my day,” Jax answers with another smile.”
― Lauren Asher, Wrecked

“I think I’m falling in love with you.” The words leave my lips in the faintest whisper. He keeps quiet for a solid minute. I second-guess myself, but he squeezes me tighter into him. “Elena?” “Mm.” I copy him. “I already know I am.”
― Lauren Asher, Wrecked

“You want the truth?"

"With you, maybe the lie is better this time. Your version of the truth is a bit brutal for my taste."

"Okay. Lies it is. I don't miss you."

"Lie. I'm happy without you." He sighs. "I don't think of you at all. I don't wake up every morning, dreaming you're there, only to realise none of it is real. Lies, lies, lies.”
― Lauren Asher, Wrecked

“Fuck the usual. I don't want to be picture-perfect with you. I want to be a fucking mosaic, made up of broken pieces so damn colorful, you can't help finding them beautiful.”
― Lauren Asher, Wrecked