Charlie waves me on, then leans an elbow on his chair. Propping his head up with a finger by his the

— Krista Ritchie

Cheekbones that cut like ice and eyes like liquid scotch. Loren Hale is an alcoholic beverage and he doesn't even know it.

— Krista Ritchie

Don't hang yourself with the slack you've been given.

— Krista Ritchie

Fine. Such a stupid word really. It feels empty and weightless. It’s the kind of word you use to hide the truth.

— Krista Ritchie

Friends aren’t forever. They’re not even for a while. They come into your life and they leave when something or someone changes. Nothing grounds them to you. Not blood or loyalty. They’re just…fleeting.-Daisy Calloway

— Krista Ritchie

He stands confidently in his hot pink mankind. When I told him it was the only suit left, he literally shrugged and put it on. Tan skin, ripped abs and stylish wayfarers-he instantly looked cool even wearing that damn thing. And the girls playing water volleyball even gawked at his ass

— Krista Ritchie

I can hear our hearts breaking." A tear wets my fingertips, his tears, and his other hand encases my face, the way mine does him. His lips nearly skim mine. "I’ll shield your ears from the sound of heartbreak.

— Krista Ritchie

I can't help but laugh into my next sip of water. For the first time, mine doesn't seem so bad." I don't know why you're fucking laughing. You have a girl's name and no middle name.

— Krista Ritchie

I love you,” he says again, “and no other man will ever say those words and mean them the way I do.

— Krista Ritchie

I’m remarrying you, Little. Fuck, I’d remarry you a hundred times until it stuck.

— Krista Ritchie