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“Yes,” I whisper. Those are the ones that heal me the most. “You think that’s not success? You think I don’t look at you and wonder what you see in me?” His thumb moves down to my cheek, and he follows it with his eyes. “You think I don’t watch you taking pictures or editing them on your computer with that scrunchy little face you make”—he grins when I let out a choked laugh—“and sit in awe of the work you do? How people connect with it? Because I promise you, I do. If you could see yourself through my eyes, your head wouldn’t fit through the door.”
― Jessica Joyce, You, with a View

“Football is the only thing I’m doing for myself, and no one will take it away from me.”
― Rina Kent, Cruel King

“I laugh as Theo spins me with the most beautiful smile on his face, then turn to Paul to make some pithy comment about his grandson’s rhythm (which is actually phenomenal). But Paul’s gaze is fastened on Theo, his face lit up with joy so intense he almost looks anguished.”
― Jessica Joyce, You, with a View

“Look at the view,” I say against his mouth when we pull back for a breath. His thumb grazes over the plane of my cheek. “I am.”
― Jessica Joyce, You, with a View