❦..serena

“What on earth is this?” “An engagement ring,” he says casually. “Uh, this isn’t an engagement ring, this is an ice rink for a family of five.”
― Meghan Quinn, A Not So Meet Cute

“Times have changed, Sloane. I’m not scared anymore. You’re not my fucking friend. You’re just mine.”
― Elsie Silver, Powerless

“You might still hate me, you might still not want to look at me, but you’ll damn well know, you fucking crave me.”
― Meghan Quinn, A Not So Meet Cute

“Lottie, trust me when I say you’re not imposing. I want you in my house, in my room, in my bed. I want you on my couch, holding my hand while watching a show you’ve forced me to reluctantly binge. I want you in my pool, skinny-dipping like you enjoy so much. I want you on my roof, feeling the rain bounce off you during a storm. I want you at my dining room table, eating dinner next to me, giving me a hard time for whatever reason you come up with that day.” He lifts my knuckles to his lips and places a soft kiss to them. “I want you, okay?”
― Meghan Quinn, A Not So Meet Cute