Crossroads Devney Perry Quotes

I have loved you since I was ten. Since you left a paper airplane and flowers in my fort. I love you. I have always loved you.

Collisions on crossroads. West and I were nothing but collisions on crossroads.

Sooner or later, our paths would drift apart again. We never seemed to be going in the same direction, and this time was no different. He’d stay because he belonged. I’d leave because I didn’t.

We were like kindling. All we needed was an ember, and we went up in flames.

When Indya Keller was in Montana, she was mine. Even when she wasn’t.

Time vanished. The years between us melted away. The mistakes, the regrets, turned to ash. A century wouldn’t dull this fire. Not with Indya.

I loved her. I fucking loved that woman. I’d loved her my whole damn life.

Chemo. It was supposed to be medicine, but sometimes he called it poison.

Fuck you, cancer. Fuck you.

Never again. I never want to see you walk away from me again.

My girl can cry whenever the fuck she wants.

We were living a dream together. On the Haven River Ranch.

It bothers me that I didn’t know you wear nightgowns. It bothers me that I don’t know if you like red wine or white. Waffles or pancakes. Summer or winter.

I want everyone to know you’re mine. Employees. Guests. Anyone who sets foot on this ranch. We were a secret for too long, baby. I’m not hiding this anymore.

Kissing Indya was as natural as breathing. It should be. I’d been kissing her since I was a kid.

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My love for reading was the only hobby Mom and I had in common. She always let me pack extra books on our trips. In Paris, she’d shopped for handbags at boring designer stores. I’d insisted we go to Princes’ Park, where the Paris Saint-Germain football club played. But the day we’d had the most fun was when we’d bounced from bookshop to bookshop together.

Woman.” He rubbed a hand over his jaw, covering a smile. “Sometimes I wonder if you were born to argue with me.

loved her. I fucking loved that woman. I’d loved her my whole damn life.

When Indya Keller was in Montana, she was mine. Even when she wasn’t.

I knew her heart. I knew her laugh. I knew her shrugs and the way she looked every time she was fighting tears. But that wasn’t enough Not anymore. “It bothers me that I know you, Indy. And I don’t.

Is this real?” “We’ve always been real, Indy.” He leaned back, taking my face in his hands. “I’ll prove it to you tonight. And every night, for the rest of your life.

I have loved you since I was ten. Since you left a paper airplane and

Should it hurt this much? We’d had years preparing for Dad’s death. Years of him reminding us that he was still alive, just not for long. I’d give anything to hear him say those two words again. Still alive. Fuck you, cancer. Fuck you.

Did he ever think about us? I did. Every day. Every hour. It was beautiful torture.

I bought it for you. I came for you. I have loved you since I was eight years old.

Collisions on crossroads. West and I were nothing but collisions on crossroads. Sooner or later, our paths would drift apart again.

I’d loved West Haven for what felt like my entire life. Even though I’d never said the words. Even though I’d never made him a promise. Even though I’d married another man. West was mine. Even though he wasn’t.

Will you still want me if I’m a crying girl?” I sniffled. West ran his thumb across my bottom lip. “My girl can cry whenever the fuck she wants.

My wishes came true,” she whispered. “So did mine.

Collisions on crossroads. West and I were nothing but collisions on crossroads. Sooner or later, our paths would drift apart again. We never seemed to be going in the same direction, and this time was no different.

She was smiling—Tara was always smiling.