Nicole

“This is supposed to be romantic? Wait, do you have a fetish for girls throwing up on you?”
― Elle Kennedy, The Mistake

“And…well, you were going to, ah…give him your flower—” I do a literal spit take. Coffee drizzles down my chin and neck, and I quickly grab a napkin to wipe it away before it stains my pajama top. “Oh my God. Mom. Don’t ever say that again. I beg of you.” “I was trying to be parental,” she says primly. “There’s parental, and then there’s Victorian England.” “All right. You were going to fuck him—” “That’s not parental either!”
― Elle Kennedy, The Mistake

“To be honest, it’s probably better if I don’t talk. Cute guys make me nervous. Like tongued-tied total-brain-malfunction nervous. All my filters shut off and suddenly I’m telling them about the time I peed my pants in the third grade during a field trip to the maple syrup factory, or how I’m scared of puppets and have mild OCD that could possibly drive me to tidy up your room the moment you turn your head.”
― Elle Kennedy, The Mistake

“Everything that’s happened since we met has led to this moment. There is only one woman I've loved before you, and there will never be another after you.”
― Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Sacrifice