bookedbydeems

“He leans across the counter to hear what a pretty redhead is saying, then laughs and grabs an open white wine from an ice bucket, twirling it a little as he pours her another glass.
"See?" Ashleigh says, leaning in to be heard. "Hot drug dealer."
My gaze judders over to her, follows hers straight back to the far side of the bar. "Miles deals drugs ?" I cry.
His gaze snaps sideways at the sound of his name. He lifts his chin in greeting, a smile pulling at one side of his mouth.
"Wait, you know him?" Ashleigh asks.
He drops the bottle back into the ice bucket and crosses toward us.
"Order the pinot," I quickly tell Ashleigh.
"I'm really confused right now, Daphne. Have you been here or--"
Miles slides his forearms across the glossy wooden bar. "Well, well, well," he says, just loud enough to be heard over the room's ambient noise. "If it isn't for my adoring girlfriend.”
― Emily Henry, Funny Story

“He was willing to be good to me, but he wasn’t willing to be any better.”
― Emily Henry, Funny Story

“You can't untell someone your secrets. You can't unsay those delicate truths once you learn you can't trust the person you handed them to.”
― Emily Henry, Funny Story

“The same universe that dispassionately takes things away can bring you things you weren't imaginative enough to dream up.”
― Emily Henry, Funny Story