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He gives me a wave and flips his hat backward before walking toward us.
Jesus Christ.
Shit like that should be illegal for men to do in public.

“Carter?” she calls suddenly, the words thick with sleep. Her eyes are still closed, and I think she might be dreaming. “Yeah, princess?” “What if I fall in love with you?” “Then I’ll fall with you, too, Ollie girl.”

In the box, there are labeled letters, written in my mom’s telltale cursive handwriting. Engagement. Wedding. 30th birthday. 40th birthday. 50th birthday. My grandbabies. My passing. For when you need my love. For when you miss me. For when you need a hug. For when you’re pregnant. For when you’re postpartum.
😭😭😭😭😭😭

“Then keep kissing me.” I don’t need to be asked twice. Bending, I seal my lips against hers, cradling her like she’s the most precious thing on this earth. Because, let’s face it…she is.

AMOOOOO

“Please tell me Bella went shopping,” Kieran calls from the front hallway. Bella leaps backwards a mile as the front door slams shut. I close my eyes slowly, trying to contain my anger.
I will kill my best friend.


JAJAJAAJAJAJAJA te amo Kieran

“If starting a book club will make you feel more at home here, then yeah, princess. I’ll put up goddamn posters for it around town if it helps.”

“Hands. Off. My. Wife.” 🤏🏼🤏🏼🤏🏼

“This stopped being a fake arrangement the moment you kissed me, kitten. In fact, it was never about your sister. It was always about getting closer to you. You were never supposed to be Niall’s. You are meant to be mine. It’s seven years overdue.”

“Don’t tell me you’ve caught feelings for me.”
I never stopped.

😭😭

“I said yes because I’m selfish when it comes to you, Bianca. The thought of another man calling you his wife, fake or not, makes me want to end their life. You may never give your heart to me but I won’t let anyone else have it either.”

“You should have let me pay for all of this.” “What? No. This is my collection.” “And you’re my girlfriend.” “Fake girlfriend.” “Fake or real, you’re mine,” I say. The words feel better than they should. “Take my card next time.”

Te amo West

“I’m in love with you, chaos.” He kissed me then. Slow and sweet. Full of intent and devotion and the love he just confessed. “And I’m asking you to stay.”

“I’m on a nationally ranked team, and I live in a beautiful house with the love of my goddamn life, who owns her own bookstore café.”
Lloro

”I check my pocket again. Ring’s still there. That makes five times in the last ten minutes in case anyone’s counting.”

AAAAAHHHHH

All I know is that somewhere in that crowd is a girl I’ve only ever known through a screen. And walking away from me is a girl who’s changing everything I thought I wanted. And I don’t know which one I’m supposed to be chasing.

AAAAHHH

“Overthinking is my default. I have entire conversations in my head before I even manage to get a word out.”

“If you hurt my princess,” he says, dead serious, “I will kick your shin.” I blink. “Kick my shin?” Nathan doubles over, wheezing. Isabella groans. “Dad.” Coach shrugs, like this is a totally reasonable threat. “You ever had your shin kicked?” he asks me. “Hurts like hell.”

JAJAJAJJAJAJA

“You can sit there and keep moping, telling yourself you suck… or you can get up, learn from it, and get better.”

He shook his head again, and this time his voice was resigned. “I know what I want, Emily. Let me know when you’ve decided. But I’m done being your dirty little secret.”
AAAHHH

“Fragile? I’ve never met a more self-confident man.” Julian grinned and waved at the waiter for the check. “And you never will, Ace.”

😌😌

“He’s wearing a baseball hat. A backward baseball hat.”

AAAAHHH

“Stop eyeing her. You’ll make it worse,” Tweetie says under his breath.
“I’ll lick the fucking glass just to piss him off.”

JAJAJAJAJAAJA

Just get it over with. I can’t keep it inside for a second longer. “This rice is gre⁠—” “I’m pregnant.” I announce, placing both hands on the table. I take a deep breath before I let my eyes rise to his face. Jackson is frozen


💀

“Fausto Rosolini!” Giotto screamed. “Fausto Rosolini paid me to do it!”


CALLATEEEEEE

Dario and his wife Alessandra…
His consigliere Niccolo…
Adriano and Bianca…
Niccolo’s twin, Roberto…
My youngest brother, Valentino…
And Dario’s best friend and the enforcer for our family, Lars.



Mis patrones

Valentino pointed at me. “Tiny target – didn’t get shot.” Then he pointed at himself. “Bigger target – didn’t get shot.” Then he pointed at Massimo. “Gigantic fucking target – got shot. I’d say the conclusion is obvious.”


JAJAJAJAJAJA

“Kiara De Luca, there is no universe where I could have resisted you.”

AAAAAHHHH