148 Quotes by Tammara Webber

LUCAS: I’ve done a couple from memory but they aren’t the same. Can’t quite get the shape of your jaw. The line of your neck. And your lips. I need to spend more time staring at them and less time tasting them. ME: I can’t say i agree with that notion. LUCAS: More of both, then.

I kept my eyes open on the ride home. Peeking over Lucas’s shoulder, i watched the scenery fly by-and it was exhilarating, not frightening. I trusted him. I had since that first night, when i let him drive me home.

When you finally figure out what you really want, everything else pales in comparison.

But the scars are always there, waiting for something to poke them.

I tilt her chin up and bend my face to hers, silently praising every woman who’s had a hand in making her who she is.

Woman, if i was straight, i would steal you from him so hard.

No matter what grief or loss takes place, most of life flows on all around us, as though nothing’s changed. At some point in our sorrow, we each make a choice to sink or swim. There’s no alternative.

Rather than raising his voice like everyone else, he leaned close to my ear and asked, “Dance with me?” I felt his warm breath and inhale the scent of his aftershave -something basic and male.

I watched him pull his t-shirt over his head. I could put hin on replay doing that and watch it all day...