I belong to my beloved, and my beloved is mine.
I wish you and Travis would just get your shit together! You're a goddamn tornado! When you're happy, it's love and peace and butterflies. When you're pissed, you take the whole fucking world down with you!
After climbing off his bike, I smacked his shoulder. Did you forget I was with you? Are you trying to get me killed?
That's not true. I love you more than my life, Pigeon.
Her hand covered mine, and she spoke softly. Travis needs work. Trust me, I understand any and all reservations you have about him, but look how much he's already changed for you. Think about the last two weeks, Abby. He's not Mick.
You know why I want you? I didn't know I was lost until you found me. I didn't know what alone was until the first night I spent without you in my bed. You're the one thing I've got right. You're what I've been waiting for, Pigeon.
We went to buy you two flowers, but neither of us thought j just one bouquet would do it.
We've already lost the first woman we ever loved. The thought of going through that again scares the shit out of us.
She did some sort of magic bra trick to get it off and out of her shirt. All women seemed to know the same maneuver.
I'm probably not going to make sense for the next six months while I try to process the fact that I've gotten everything I've ever wanted.
I shook my head, sweeping my lips across hers. Not good enough. I need to hear you say it. I need to know you're mine.
It was a surprise party, Parker, America said softly.
First, it's okay to be sad. It's okay to feel things. Remember that.
It keeps me awake some nights... how much I'll think about you when I leave here.
True marriage begins well before the wedding day, And the efforts of marriage continue well beyond the ceremony's end. A brief moment in time and the stroke of the pen are all that is needed to create the legal bond of marriage, but it takes a lifetime of love, commitment, forgiveness, and compromise to make marriage durable and everlasting.
It wasn't okay. I didn't want her to leave. I didn't care if Jesus wanted her or not. She was my mommy. He could take an old mommy. One that didn't have little boys to take care of.
Good idea, Kara. The fact that you're a total bitch comes in handy sometimes.
I'll help you get lost any time, Sunshine. The only deal is you have to promise to come back. I never want to lose you again.
I had never been in love before Abby, and no one had even piqued my interest since. My life was the woman standing before me, and the family we'd made together.
I'm not afraid of them. I refuse. No matter what they do to me, I am in control of the way others make me feel. They can't hurt me if I don't let them.
Are you about finished? Hazel deadpanned. She looked at me. He started his period this morning.
I need to hear you say it.
Abby did a little happy dance before jogging down the hall to the bedroom. The corners of my mouth turned up. What other woman would be that excited to see her boyfriend trade punches? No wonder I fell in love with her.
He was the worst kind of confident. Not only was he shamelessly aware of his appeal, he was so used to women throwing themselves at him that he regarded my cool demeanor as refreshing instead of an insult.
I'm so glad you're here, Abby. I feel like I just walked into a Molly Ringwald movie.
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.
I collapsed to my knees, and my brothers surrounded me, placing their hands on my head and shoulders for support.
She was happy, and that made me happy.
Most girls bored me outta my gourd, but this girl was intriguing. Entertaining, even. I didn't faze her, at least not in a positive way. My very presence seemed to make her want to puke, and I found that strangely endearing.
I should say no to prove a point. But I would hate myself later if I said no and you never asked me again.
I hated being there without her and wondered what I had done before we met.
I got in so many fights over him and fought next to him.
I sat up a little taller in my seat. No way would any of my brothers bring home anyone that could top that.
Tyler breathed out a laugh, and I turned to see him staring at me the way I looked at the fire. He didn't look away; instead, one side of his mouth curled up. Even through the sweat and ash, his dimple appeared. In that moment, Tyler Maddox and his fires filled a hole in my soul I hadn't known existed.
Or your arms, Trenton added. Because if you ever talk to her with anything less than a respectful tone again, I will rip those fuckers off and beat you with 'em. Do we understand each other?
How can I really love him and allow him to make such a choice?
We all pretended it would get better, but the unspoken truth is always louder than the stories we tell.
This is it, he said with a sigh.
Night, Pidge, he whispered, turning over.
I won't surprise attack your face.
Jared, thus far it's my understanding that you've been raised by a family of assassins. You've spied on me, stalked me, installed microphones in my bedroom, and confessed to falling in love with me before I could drive. If I haven't left by now, I don't think I'm going to.
You can still tell Mommy that you love her and that you'll miss her, and she'll hear everything you say.
I know you deserve better than me. You think I don't know that? But if there was any woman made for me … it's you.
His eyebrows pulled in, and then he cradled me to him with both arms, still staring out the window. I watch you sleeping a lot. You always look so peaceful. I don't have that kind of quiet. I have all this anger and rage boiling inside of me—except when I watch you sleep.
Your yesterdays were the path that led you to this chapel, and your journey to a future of togetherness becomes a little clearer with each new day. Travis.
It's a dove, an attractive girl, a winning card in poker, take your pick. You're my Pigeon.
The reasons leading to the origin of the problem aren't always simple, but the solution always is.
Did you freak out this much when you got your tattoos? I asked him, smiling at the apprehensive expression on his face.
When we met, something inside both of us had changed, and whatever that was, it made us need each other. For reasons unknown to me, I was his exception, and as much as I had tried to fight my feelings, he was mine.
