Today’s Sexy Sentence Saturday comes from a book I read and FLOVED in March. You can read my review of Archer’s Voice by Mia Sheridan here. If you haven’t read it yet you really need to. It IS amazing!
“I’m afraid to love you. I’m afraid that you’ll leave and that I’ll go back to being alone again. Only it will be a hundred times worse because I’ll know what I’m missing. I can’t…” He sucked in a shaky breath. “I want to be able to love you more than I fear losing you, and I don’t know how. Teach me, Bree. Please teach me. Don’t let me destroy this.”
“Did you… want me to kiss you yesterday? Did you want me to touch you? His lips parted slightly, and he watched me for my answer like his life depended on it.”
“I knew I loved her – fiercely and with every part of my heart, even the broken parts, even the parts that felt unworthy and without value. And maybe those parts most of all.”
“This is that burden I was talking about, Bree. This is what the burden of loving me looks like.”
“I felt him smile against my skin, but he didn’t raise his head and he didn’t attempt to move, his body laying half on me, and half on the bed so I wasn’t being crushed.
“Hey,” I said softly, “you alive there?”
I felt another slow grin against my neck and then he shook his head, no.
I laughed softly and his head came up, a sweet smile on his face.”
“Loving you isn’t a burden. Loving you is an honor and a joy, Archer.”
“Bad things don’t happen to people because they deserve for them to happen. It just doesn’t work that way. It’s just… life. And no matter who we are, we have to take the hand we’re dealt, crappy though it may be, and try our very best to move forward anyway, to love anyway, to have hope anyway… to have faith that there’s a purpose to the journey we’re on.”
“He smiled back and put his lips against mine, mouthing, “I love you, too,” against my mouth, as if he was breathing love into my body.”
“She had told me my voice mattered, and her love had made me believe it might be true. And sometimes, that’s all it takes–one person who’s willing to listen to your heart, to the sound no one else has ever tried to hear.”
“I leaned my head on the back of the wooden chair and looked over at his handsome profile, all alight in the glow of the fire. For a second he looked like a God, maybe of the Sun, all golden and beautiful, his own magnificence outdoing that of the dancing flames.”
“There is nothing to find out. What I know, is that you walked through my gate that day and I lost my heart. But not because it could have been any girl-because it was you. I lost my heart to you. And, Bree, in case you’re wondering, I don’t ever want it back.”
Join Elena and I later on today for our Saturday Rewind post 🙂