2 Quotes by Amy Lamont

How did I look, princess?” “You looked free,” I whispered.

I couldn’t believe I just blurted all that out. I let my head fall forward until I could bury my overheated face in his shoulder. “This is mortifying.” His shoulders shook beneath my hands, and when he spoke, the laughter tinged his voice. “Babe, look at me.” “No.” I wiggled deeper into his arms. “I’m staying here until I die. And if I keep spilling my guts to you, that should happen in about two point two seconds when I drop dead of embarrassment.