Alexandra Raab

“Elli, don’t cry!”
“I’m sorry,” she said, sniffing as she tried to stop crying, “You’re like a dream, Shea, no one does that anymore.”
“Sure they do, come here.”
She went into his arms willingly, rubbing her nose against his shirt, taking in his heavenly scent.
“I meant every word, Elli. You’re amazing.”
How in the world did she get so lucky?
And why couldn’t she believe him?”
― Toni Aleo, Taking Shots

“It was hard to hear him, but she turned around, and when she faced him again he was smiling broadly. He pulled his glove off and held up three fingers, then kissed his palm and pressed it to the glass. She pressed her hand against his, and said, “Good luck.”
Shea skated off with a nod.
“Oh. My. God. Y’all disgust me. That was straight out of some sappy love story,” Harper complained.”
― Toni Aleo, Taking Shots

“Don’t ever leave me again. Love only me, for the rest of our lives. Move into our house, make love to me every night, and make babies with me, Elli. Please, because being with you made me a better man, and I could never love anyone the way I love you. So please, marry me.”
― Toni Aleo, Taking Shots

“That’s not what drew me to you, it was your eyes…and your ass.”
― Toni Aleo, Taking Shots