He grinned. "Well, girlfriend seems to be too shallow a word for what I feel for you. These past two weeks it's been as if you control my breathing. When I watched you with Marcus, my chest would tighten, and it became hard to breathe. But then I would see you smile or laugh, and I could take a deep breath again.

— Abbi Glines

He may have stolen my heart or had he taken my soul? I couldn’t be sure, but I refused to let him have my pride too.

— Abbi Glines

He seems like a man who knows what he wants, and the problem is he wants what I want.

— Abbi Glines

I ain’t the only old woman looking. I’m just the only one honest enough to admit it. The others just hire the boy to cut their grass so they can sit at the window and drool.

— Abbi Glines

I can't look at you. I don't want to talk to you. Furthermore, I just want my things. Furthermore, I want to go home.-Blaire Wynn

— Abbi Glines

I had fallen too far. I was in love with Rush Finlay.

— Abbi Glines

I love you, Emily. I will always love you. This life and the one after and the one after that. I will always only love you.” Her soft laughter filled the room. “We only get one life,” she said. “I don’t believe that. I won’t accept it. I want a million lives with you. You’re my heaven.

— Abbi Glines

I need you. Right now. Let me love you right here, please.

— Abbi Glines

I really wished he hadn't made me hate to read the Bible. Having it shoved down my throat all my life had made me bitter toward reading it. I believed it, but my dad had used it to his benefit too many times and ignored the parts in there that would point out his wrongs. Like judging Beau without even knowing him. That was in the Bible too.

— Abbi Glines

I stared up at the black chiffon and tried to imagine my eternity. It looked very bleak. Hopefully, insanity would claim me quickly.

— Abbi Glines