Sophie

“You know when you feel really bad and someone says, "Suck it up"? This only makes me want to break their legs and tell them to "Walk it off".”
― Anonymous

“We should slow down,' he says against my lips.
'We really should,' I agree, still kissing him and pulling him impossibly closer.
'Where’s your room?' he asks, trying and failing to break the kiss.
'Down the hall and to the right.”
― S.T. Abby, The Risk

“His hands root me through the floor, the room stilling.
“Sorry. I just needed …”
His eyes search mine, thumbs still sweeping in that gentle rhythm. “A nap?” he teases softly, tentatively. “A fantasy novel? A competitively fast oil change?” The block of ice in my chest cracks.
“How do you do that?”
His brow furrows. “Do what?”
“Say the right thing.”
The corner of his mouth quirks. “No one thinks that.”
“I do.”
His lashes splay across his cheeks as his gaze drops.
“Maybe I just say the right thing for you.”
― Emily Henry, Book Lovers

“...What time are you seeing her?'
'How do you know it's a woman?'
'This isn't my first rodeo'
'What do you mean?'
'You look like you got hit by a bus, and you dusted yourself off, and did it again for the hell of it. You look like you're wondering when the next time you can get hit by that bus is.”
― Caleb Azumah Nelson