Aaron Blackford Quotes

Ever since that day a year and eight months ago, I was never late. Why? Aaron Blackford.

Was he laughing? The nerve of him. The situation called for extreme measures. So, with all the skill I could gather, I stretched down until my hand reached his backside and pinched his butt. Yep. I, Lina Martín, had just pinched Aaron Blackford’s butt.

Hold on to her, son. For as long as time lets you.

Understanding sank in as I realized I was hanging off someone. Particularly off someone’s shoulder—Aaron’s shoulder to be one hundred percent exact. What in the— Everybody seemed to be on board, if the clapping and cheering around us were any indication. Ignoring the little commotion behind us, Aaron rearranged me on his broad shoulder, gripping my waist gently but firmly. A complaint rose and died in my throat as he shot off, running. “Aaron,” I screeched with urgency. He was running with me hanging off him like a goddamn human-sized potato sack. With every stride, the symmetric and strained strings of muscle on his back moved. His backside too. Distracting me. Dammit, Lina, no. Focus. “Aaron,” I repeated, being ignored again. “What. Are. You. Doing?” My speech was interrupted with each bounce of his body. With each stomp of his long legs, guiding the ball in my sister’s direction. “Aaron Blackford!” He chuckled. Then, he patted the back of my thigh. “I couldn’t let my girlfriend fall to the floor now, could I?” the bastard said calmly, not sounding one bit out of breath.

But I was serious when I said that when I finally took your lips, you’d know what it meant.” “Do you know now, Catalina?Do you know what this means?” "Answer me, please.” “Put me out of my misery, Catalina

—Nunca has necesitado a nadie para librar tus batallas, Catalina. Esa es una de las cosas que más respeto de ti.

Aaron Blackford, scowling Clark Kent look-alike, was in my office. Helping me and feeding me homemade snacks, and I was glad. Thankful even.

And now? Are you completely happy now, Aaron?' 'Completely? Not yet. But I'm working my fucking hardest on getting there.' - Aaron Blackford

Aaron Blackford, [...] Did you smuggle doughnuts out of the wedding in your pocket?

You feel complete in my arms. You feel like home." - Aaron Blackford, The Spanish Love Deception

Is this her, son?" "Yes, this is her. The woman I told you all about." "Your Thea. Hold on to her, son. For as long as time lets you." "I will. This is the woman I plan on spending the rest of my life with. I´m not letting go of her anytime soon.

Since I overheard him saying those ugly and prejudiced things about me, to our boss no less, his name has been on my black list. And you know how seriously I take that. That shit is carved on stone.” I punched my palm with my other hand to be clear. “Have I forgiven Zayn Malik?” Rosie shook her head, snickering. “Oh, Lord knows you haven’t.” “Exactly. In the same way that I haven’t forgotten what David Benioff and D.B. Weiss did to us on May 19, 2019.” I waved my index finger between us. “Didn’t Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen, First of Her Name deserve better than that?” I paused, just to let it seep in. “Didn’t we, Rosie?” “Okay, I’m going to take your side on that one,” she admitted. “But—” “No buts,” I stopped her, holding a hand in the air. “Aaron Blackford is on my black list, and he will stay there. Full stop.

—(…) Simplemente hacemos nuestro mejor esfuerzo, incluso cuando, a menudo, nuestro mejor esfuerzo no es lo suficientemente bueno. Culparse a sí mismo ahora no va a cambiar el pasado; solo te quitará la energía que deberías gastar en el presente. Y mira dónde estás ahora; estás aquí. No es demasiado tarde.

When I least expect it, I find you ready to dynamite your way right into my heart. As if you hadn’t done that already.As if you hadn’t already dismantled me for anybody else. As if I wasn’t at your mercy.

I have time, Catalina. Plenty of time in fact.” Even in the darkness of the car, I saw those ocean-blue eyes of his pin me down with an honesty I hadn’t been prepared for. “I’m simply saving it for someone who’s worth it.” Well, that was incredibly smug. Sort of conceited too. And shockingly, kind of… sexy. Whoa. I shook my head. Nope. The only S-word Aaron Blackford could ever be thought of as was… sarcastic. Scornful. Secretive. Stoic. Maybe even sour. But not sexy. Nope.

—Aaron (…) Es tarde, y no tienes que hacer esto. Ya me has indicado la dirección correcta. Ahora, puedes irte. —Señalé la puerta—. Gracias. Los dedos que seguía observando golpearon con gracia las teclas una vez más. —Incluve un poco de todo: eiemplos de talleres, conceptos clave para las actividades y las dinámicas de grupo, e incluso obietivos que hay que tener en cuenta. Podemos repasarlo. Nosotros. Esa palabra implicada de nuevo. —Puedo hacer esto por mi cuenta, Blackford. —Puedo ayudar.

The sight must have been truly something because before I knew what was happening, Aaron's shoulders shook a couple of times, his stance broke, and one of his hands went to the back of his neck as his head dipped. I couldn't see his face, so I had no clue of what was going on. All money was on him bursting in frustration and anger and turning into the Hulk. And just when I was about to really star worrying, he lifted back that raven-haired head of his and revealed something I would never have bet on. The biggest, widest, and handsomest smile was splitting his expression. Wrinkling the corners of his eyes. Transforming him into a man my own eyes couldn't take in fast enough. A man I had never seen before. One who was beginning to make it really, really hard for me to hate him. My own face lit up at the sight. I felt my cheeks tense with my answering grin - one just as big, just as wide, just as unexpected. And the Aaron started laughing. His head tilted back, and his shoulders shook with laughter. And he was doing it on a stage, in front of all these people and in front of me, as if he didn't have a care in the world. Neither did I, apparently. Because in that moment, the only this I could focus on, think of, care about was Aaron's unexpected and glorious smile and laughter. So much that my fingers itched to pull out my phone and snap a photo so I had proof that this had happened. So I could revisit the moment - in which Aaron Blackford, someone who had the power to irritate me with nothing but a word, had fucking lit up the place with a smile he had kept locked up from me ever since I met him - whenever I wanted.

Then, I'll come with you Aaron Blackford TSLD