Liz Reinhardt Quotes

I wanted this to be easy. I wanted to know for sure who I loved and why. I wanted to be in love without a hint of doubt.
But I realised that I could want as hard as I liked; the reality was already messier than I liked. I was in over my head ... and I had a panicked feeling that I wasn't going to be able to manoeuvre this without screwing up big time.

So you like me because I can think like a rebel, but I act like a good girl?

Love is hard. It's forgiving your best friend when you want to shove her away.

You deserve better that what I've given you

How can I miss someone so badly when we're in the same room?

He's kissing like he doesn't have a minute to waste, like I'll evaporate under his hands if he doesn't keep pace.

You two should do the next partner project together," she said as she flipped through our portfolios. "You both have excellent designs, and you have polar opposite strengths. You'd do well together." Jake and I nodded respectfully, but under the table, he rubbed my leg. "I guess we're pretty good together," he whispered against my ear later in the hall. "Is that what she said? I thought she said you could learn a lot from me."
Reinhardt, Liz (2011-09-06). Double Clutch (A Brenna Blixen Novel) (p. 206). Kindle Edition.

You've fought for me. You've challenged me. You've begged me and left me and come back to me

He's holding an armful of pink tulips and wearing a hungry, focused expression. His blue eyes
travel up and down over my body, and I feel almost shy under his gaze.
"You're a goddess."
He says it like a normal person would say, "Your dress is white.

I will never break your heart. I will never hurt you. I might fuck up, I might not be perfect, but I'll never hurt you, Evan. You have my word.

I've loved one girl. That's you, Evan Lennox

It takes every fucking ounce of my self-control to say the next three words. 'Lead the way.

I did not ask you out. But I would seriously think about not shooting you down if you asked me. Nicely." I had to keep my pride.
He took both of my hands in his. "Brenna Blixen will you be my girlfriend, please." He held up one of my hands and kissed my knuckles smoothly. "Pretty please. With sugar on top.

Now my heart is desperate in my chest, like a bird crashing into a window over and over again, confused that it can't get to what it sees and wants, and willing to kill itself in the attempt to remedy that.

Are you going to kiss me?" I blabbered stupidly.
"I'm working up the nerve," he said softly.

I could never hurt you as bad as you try to hurt yourself,

He's the path lined with wildflowers, And I'm Red Riding Hood. I've been warned, but I just can't resist the blossom and perfume that calls me over.

I don't deserve you

That I love her, that I want her, that I'm never going anywhere, that she and I are going to last. That this is real. That it's forever.

I wanted to call you. See you. You have no idea how bad I wanted to

Sometimes is all we really have anyway, right? Nothing is always.

We were gunpowder and one hell of a spark, and I wasn't about to test our combustibility. ~ Junk Miles

You run away for freedom. You run away because you can't be trapped by the people who love you but don't understand you. You run away because you want to be missed, you want them to start a worried search party combing far and wide for any scrap of evidence that you're going to be back, safe and sound. Running away is a way to play a dirty trick on the perfect fate that will suffocate you if you're not careful.

You don't have to lie to me to be nice, Jake. You can just say, 'Wow, your nails look crappy.'" I did my best boy voice.
"Well, I will tell you that's a crappy imitation of my voice." He smiled so wide I could see his eyetooth from across the table. "But you've got to know you're totally hot, chipped nails and all." He burned beet red all the way to the roots of his hair. "Man, you get me to say some embarrassing stuff, Brenna." He rubbed his hand on the back of his neck.
"Hey, don't blame me when you feel moved to make strange declarations.

What he doesn't realize is that I'm already standing at the bottom, waiting to catch him. And I never miss.

I'll spend the rest of my life falling as far and deep and hard as my heart will let me go in love with this perfect, crazy girl who taught me to let go and hold on. I know in that minute I'll be Evan's fall guy until the day I die, and my future, for the first time in my life, is an always I can't wait to fall into.

Not exactly what I wanted, but you know what they say about getting what you want."
"That you should want what you have instead?" I guessed.
"No! That's ridiculous advice. Jesus, who told you that? Never mind, don't even answer that. Just forget you ever heard it. They, and by 'they' I am referring to those who know what the hell they're talking about, say that you can't always get what you want. But if you try sometimes ... " He held out his hand for me to finish.
"You just might get what you need?"
He shucked me under the chin and gave me his best cocky smile. "There's hope for you yet."
He walked away from me with a determined swagger and didn't look back.

To hold you. To smell your hair and hope you don't notice and think I'm some sort of psychotic. To watch the way the light moves over your skin. I want you to get chilly and sleepy and need to press your body tight to mine, and I want to wrap my arms around you. I want whatever you write in that secret book of yours about me to be worth all the other rotten shit you're going to wind up accepting down the line.

Forget all of our past bullshit, okay? I've got less than a handful of days to convince you that I'm not a complete douche bag, and I want a fair shot. Give it to me.

Can I ... " He stopped and his jaw flexed. "Can I kiss you?"
I didn't answer, and he didn't wait for me to. His hands caught me gently behind the neck and he pressed his mouth to mine, softly but firmly. Then he moved one arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him.

I'm winning a date with you. Granted, it's the frigging lamest date on earth, but I'm winning it anyway.

Saxon and I had no business even attempting any type of relationship with each other. We were gunpowder and one hell of a spark, and I wasn't about to test our combustibility.

You're deceptively good, Blix. Just the perfect amount of bitch to be sexy.

I'm fucked up," he admitted. "But I could be better than I am. With you, I know I could be. Give me half a chance," he pleaded.

You're the fall guy, Winch. You're the guy they come to when no one else will stand up and take their medicine. And they come to you because you never make them stand up and take it.

There are things I want, too. Things I want to change. I'm tired of only being there for a good time, Brenna. I'm tired of being a corrupter of the people I love. I no one wants to be the perpetual fuck up.

Hey beautiful. You have a minute for me?

And then I save up for a ring and ask you to marry me. And then, if everything goes the way I want, you agree. And then whatever you want. As long as you're with me, I know things will be alright

I don't think you realise how much you like him Brenna. I think it's ridiculous and irritating, especially considering what you could have right here, but I'm not judging.

You make me believe in a lot of things I never thought I would

It would be a bad thing because I'm afraid to gamble with your heart, Evan. I'm afraid to hurt you.

We met in court. I don't think we qualify as good decision makers.

Why don't you wear those tiny shorts when you run, like they do in the movies?" His voice was low and sexy, and he knew it.
"Because I'm not in a movie. I know it's confusing, since you obviously live 'The Saxon Show' day and night, but some of us want to live a boring, old, normal high school life, you know?

Whit looks like an angel when she sleeps. She's all sweet, full lips, long, curly eyelashes, and a tumble of sleek, dark hair against the pillow.
She also kicks like a mule, snores like a bear, sweats like a hog, and steals the covers like a fat, menacing caterpillar about to cocoon herself before her metamorphosis. - Deo

I swear to you, I will rip this world and every other one apart to get to you if you need me.