#sweet

The anger subsided, and my shoulders fell. “I know you didn’t. But you have got to curb this overprotective big-brother thing you’ve got going on.” Travis laughed once. “I’m not playing the big brother, Pigeon. Not even close. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beautiful-disaster #big-brother #jamie-mcguire #love #sweet

Every other person in the world would have looked at it and thought, Max would hate this. It was girly. It was beautiful. It wasn't made of titanium and black leather with spikes on it. But it seemed exactly right, in a weird, heart-fluttery kind of way. And I really loved it. ↗

— James Patterson

#beauty

I don’t understand you, Pigeon. I thought I knew women, but you’re so fucking confusing I don’t know which way is up.” “I don’t understand you, either. You’re supposed to be Eastern’s ladies’ man. I’m not getting the full freshmen experience they promised in the brochure,” I teased. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beautiful-disaster #funny #jamie-mcguire #sweet #travis-maddox

I turned to see his expression. When I saw that he was serious, I shot hum a dubious look. “Sleeping in between the toilet and the tub on a cold, hard tile floor with a vomiting idiot was one of your best nights? That’s sad, Trav.” “No, sitting up with you when you’re sick and you falling asleep in my lap was one of my best night.” (…) “Thanks, Trav. I won’t make you babysit me again.” He leaned against his pillow. “Whatever. No one can hold your hair back like I can. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beautiful-disaster #jamie-mcguire #love #sweet #travis-maddox

If you must know, I-I had never in my life kissed a young lady, and you are far too beautiful to me to want to get it wrong! ↗

— Diana Wynne Jones

#love #sweet #beauty

You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, Pigeon.” “Just remember that when I take all of your money in the next poker game,” I said, pulling off my shirt. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beautiful-disaster #jamie-mcguire #love #sweet #travis-maddox

You always say that I’m beautiful. Will you still love me when I’m old?" Geoff’s hand made small circles on his stomach. "Elijah." Geoff rarely called him that, and he turned his head to look into Geoff’s eyes. "I don’t love you because you’re beautiful. You’re beautiful because I love you. ↗

— Andrew Grey

#sweet #beauty

To his surprise he felt a moment of regret, of sadness that his quest for his mother and father would soon be over. As long as he searched for them he was prepared to be hungry and ill, but now that the search had ended he felt saddened by the memory of all he had been through, and of how much he had changed. He was closer now to the ruined battlefields and this fly-infested truck, to the nine sweet potatoes in the sack below the driver's seat, even in a sense to the detention center, than he would ever be again to his house in Amherst Avenue. ↗

— J.G. Ballard

#concentration-camps #nine-sweet-potatoes #world-war-two #change

I think I’m going to cut down on my dating,’ Annie said. ‘I used to need a lot of attention. You know, to make up for that empty feeling inside. But boys aren’t always the answer. ↗

— Francine Pascal

#dating #empty #sweet-valley #dating

Sleep, my love," He whispered, smoothing her long hair, lifting the damp locks away from the back of her neck. "I'll be here to watch over you." "You sleep too," she said groggily, her hand creeping to the center of his chest. "No." McKenna smiled and pressed a soft kiss against her temple. His voice was husky with wonder. "Not when staying awake is better than anything I could find in a dream. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#love #lovers #post-coital #romantic #sweet