#tucker

So did you really mean all that stuff you said when I was a dead man?" "Every word." "Could you say it again?" he asks. "My memory's a little fuzzy." "Which part?" The part where I said I wanted to stay with you forever?" "Yeah," he murmurs, his face close to mine, his breath hot on my cheek. "When I said that I love you?" He pulls back a little, searches my eyes with his. "Yes. Say it." "I love you." He takes a deep, happy breath. "I love you," he says back. "I love you, Clara." Then his gaze drops to my lips again, and he leans in, and the rest of the world simply goes away. ↗

— Cynthia Hand

#love #tucker-avery #love

I barrel into his arms, my mouth connecting with his. Seizing him. Feeling him. Loving him. ↗

— K.A. Tucker

#kacey-cleary #love #sweet #ten-tiny-breaths #trent-emerson

What the hell do I have to do to get your attention? Do I need to get up there?” I throw an arm toward the stage. His eyes swell for just a second, in shock. He reaches forward to hold my hands, but he catches himself in time and instead folds them across his chest. “Believe me, you have my full attention. ↗

— K.A. Tucker

#k-a-tucker #kacey-cleary #kacey-trent #love #sweet