Pidge Quotes

Are you okay?" Travis asked.
"My hand stings."
He smiled. "That was bad ass, Pidge. I'm impressed. ~ Jamie McGuire

When Pidge wakes up, let me know, okay?" he said in a soft voice. "I got spaghetti,
and pancakes, and strawberries, and that oatmeal shit with the chocolate packets, and she
likes Fruity Pebbles cereal, right, Mare?" he asked, turning.
When he saw me, he froze. After an awkward pause, his expression melted, and his
voice was smooth and sweet."Hey, Pigeon."
I couldn't have been more confused if I had woken up in a foreign country. Nothing
made sense. At first I thought I had been evicted, and then Travis comes home with bags
full of my favorite foods.
He took a few steps into the living room, nervously shoving his hands in his pockets.
"You hungry, Pidge? I'll make you some pancakes. Or there's uh…there's some oatmeal.
And I got you some of that pink foamy shit that girl's shave with, and a hairdryer, and a…
a….just a sec, it's in here," he said, rushing to the bedroom.
The door opened, shut, and then he rounded the corner, the color gone from his face.
He took a deep breath and his eyebrows pulled in. "Your stuff's packed."
"I know," I said.
"You're leaving," he said, defeated. ~ Jamie McGuire

Shepley walked out of his bedroom pulling a T-shirt over his head. His eyebrows pushed together. "Did they just leave?"

"Yeah," I said absently, rinsing my cereal bowl and dumping Abby's leftover oatmeal in the sink. She'd barely touched it.

"Well, what the hell? Mare didn't even say goodbye."

"You knew she was going to class. Quit being a cry baby."

Shepley pointed to his chest. "I'm the cry baby? Do you remember last night?"

"Shut up."

"That's what I thought." He sat on the couch and slipped on his sneakers. "Did you ask Abby about her birthday?"

"She didn't say much, except that she's not into birthdays."

"So what are we doing?"

"Throwing her a party." Shepley nodded, waiting for me to explain. "I thought we'd surprise her. Invite some of our friends over and have America take her out for a while."

Shepley put on his white ball cap, pulling it down so low over his brows I couldn't see his eyes. "She can manage that. Anything else?"

"How do you feel about a puppy?"

Shepley laughed once. "It's not my birthday, bro."

I walked around the breakfast bar and leaned my hip against the stool. "I know, but she lives in the dorms. She can't have a puppy."

"Keep it here? Seriously? What are we going to do with a dog?"

"I found a Cairn Terrier online. It's perfect."

"A what?"

"Pidge is ~ Jamie McGuire

Do you trust me, Pidge?" I asked, a little nervous.
"Yeah, why?"
"C'mere," I said, pulling her against me. I waited for her to protest, but she only froze for a few moments before letting her body melt into mine. Her cheek relaxed against my chest.
Instantly, my eyes felt heavy. Tomorrow I would try to think of a way to postpone her departure, but in that moment, sleeping with her in my arms was the only thing I wanted to do. ~ Jamie McGuire

Travis!"
"Down here, Pidge. Just come in feet first, I'll catch you."
"You're out of your damn mind if you think I'm jumping into the dark!"
"I'll catch you! I promise! Now get your ass in here! ~ Jamie McGuire

Do you trust me, Pidge?"
"Yeah, why?"
"C'mere," he said, pulling me against him. I stiffened for a second or two before resting my head on his chest. Whatever was going on with him, he needed me near him, and I couldn't have objected even if I'd wanted to. It felt right lying next to him. ~ Jamie McGuire

I'm glad you had a good time, Pidge. You deserve it. ~ Jamie McGuire

I'm gonna fuck up. I'm gonna fuck up a lot, Pidge, but you have to forgive me. ~ Jamie McGuire

Travis tapped my apple with his fork. "You gonna eat that, Pidge?"
"No, you can have it, Baby."
Heat consumed my ears when America's head jerked to look at me.
"It just came out," I said, shaking my head. I peeked up at Travis, whose expression was a mixture of amusement and adoration. ~ Jamie McGuire

Yeah? ... Oh, hell no, I got Pidge here with me. We're just gettin' ready to go to bed ... Shut the fuck up, Trent, that's not funny ... Seriously? What's he doin' in town" He looked at me and sigued. "All right. We'll be there in half an hour ... You heard me, douchebag. Because I don't go anywhere without her, that's why. Do you want me to pound your face when I get there?" Travis hung up and shook his head. I raised an eyebrow. "That is the weirdest conversation I've ever heard. ~ Jamie McGuire

Do your worst, Pidge. I'm tired of your shit."
I released his skin and jerked my arms, struggling against his grip. "My shit? Let me out of this fucking car!"
He pulled my wrists close to his face. "I love you, dammit! You're not going anywhere until you sober up and we figure this out! ~ Jamie McGuire

Travis: Happy anniversary,Pidge.
Abby: One down, forever to go. ~ Jamie McGuire

Travis walked in and shut the door behind him. "I was mad. I heard you spitting out everything that's wrong with me to America and it pissed me off. I just meant to go out and have a few drinks and try to figure some things out, but before I knew it, I was piss drunk and those girls ... ," he paused. "I woke up this morning and you weren't in bed, and when I found you on the recliner and saw the wrappers on the floor, I felt sick."
"You could have just asked me instead of spending all that money at the grocery store just to bribe me to stay."
"I don't care about the money, Pidge. I was afraid you'd leave and never speak to me again. ~ Jamie McGuire

Pidge, how many times do I have to say it?" he frowned.
I shook my head at his impatient tone. "I don't understand it, though. You didn't need me there before."
His fingers lightly grazed my cheek. "I didn't know you before. When you're not there, I can't concentrate. I'm wondering where you are, what you're doing ... if you're there and I can see you, I can focus. I know it's crazy, but that's how it is."
"And crazy is exactly the way I like it," I smiled, leaning up to kiss his lips. ~ Jamie McGuire

I still love you, Pidge."
She didn't look up. "Don't. I'm not doing this for you."
I sucked in a breath, physical pain shooting in all directions in my chest. "I know. ~ Jamie McGuire

He continued to stare out the window. I meant what I said before. You need to walk away, Pidge. God knows I can't walk away from you. ~ Jamie McGuire

If you're that hard up for money, Pidge ... "
"I'm not borrowing money from you," she sneered.
"I was gonna suggest pawning that bracelet." I smiled. ~ Jamie McGuire

Their marriage had reinforced what I've always thought and lived by – that stalking, harassment, and inflicting general misery on a woman will eventually pay off. ~ Jamie McGuire

Travis grabbed my wrists and wrapped them around his middle. "There's nothing to hold on to but me, Pidge. Don't let go," he said pushing the bike backward with his feet. ~ Jamie McGuire

Money was money, but I didn't want to waste any time away from Pidge.
She was happier than I'd ever seen her, and for the first time, I felt like a normal, whole human being instead of some broken, angry man. ~ Jamie McGuire

He tightened his grip. I'm not good enough for you, Pidge. That doesn't mean I don't trust you, I'm just bracing for the inevitable. ~ Jamie McGuire

I know I get crazy when it comes to you, but God knows I'm tryin', Pidge. I don't wanna screw this up."
"Then don't."
"This is hard for me, ya know. I feel like any second you're going to figure out what a piece of shit I am and leave me. When you were dancing last night, I saw a dozen different guys watching you. You go to the bar, and I see you thank that guy for your drink. Then that douchebag on the dance floor grabs you."
"You don't see me throwing punches every time a girl talks to you. I can't stay locked up in the apartment all the time. You're going to have to get a handle on your temper."
"I will. I've never wanted a girlfriend before, Pigeon. I'm not used to feeling this way about someone…about anyone. If you'll be patient with me, I swear I'll get it figured out."
"Let's get something straight; you're not a piece of shit, you're amazing. It doesn't matter who buys me drinks, or who asks me to dance, or who flirts with me. I'm going home with you. You've asked me to trust you, and you don't seem to trust me."
He frowned. "That's not true."
"If you think I'm going to leave you for the next guy that comes along, then you don't have much faith in me."
He tightened his grip. "I'm not good enough for you, Pidge. That doesn't mean I don't trust you, I'm just bracing for the inevitable."
"Don't say that. When we're alone, you're perfect. We're perfect. But then you let everyone else ruin it. I don't expect a one-eighty, but you ~ Jamie McGuire

He gripped it and the sky began to spin; and Pidge knew that if he didn't put it right, the country would somehow obey the signpost and twist around and that, even though he was directly headed for Shancreg and home, he would end up in Kyledove. ~ Pat O'Shea

Happy Anniversary, Pidge."
"One down, forever to go ~ Jamie McGuire

I don't want to sleep with you, Pidge. I like you too much. ~ Jamie McGuire

I've got a fight in fourty-five minutes, Pidge. I want you there. ~ Jamie McGuire

I'll put everything I have. I don't regret a single second with you, Pidge, and I never will. ~ Jamie McGuire

I meant what I said before. You need to walk away, Pidge. God knows I can't walk away from you."
I touched his arm. "You don't want me to leave."
Travis' jaws tensed again, and then he took me under his arm. He paused for a moment, and then kissed my forehead, pressing his cheek against my temple. "It doesn't matter how hard I try. You're going to hate me when it's all said and done."
I wrapped my arms around him. "We have to be friends. I won't take no for an answer," I quoted. ~ Jamie McGuire

Besides, there was something under the good girl facade. She hated me on sight because she'd been burned by someone like me before. No way was she a slut, though. Not even a reformed slut. I could spot them a mile away. My game face slowly melted away. I'd finally found a girl that was interesting enough to get to know, and a version of me had already hurt her. ~ Jamie McGuire

We're over at Dad's. James just won another hand of poker. I'm starting to worry."
"He's your son, Pidge. Does it surprise you that he's good at cards? ~ Jamie McGuire