#travis

You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, Pigeon.” “Just remember that when I take all of your money in the next poker game,” I said, pulling off my shirt. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beautiful-disaster #jamie-mcguire #love #sweet #travis-maddox

Because I'll be more worried about who's looking at your tits in that shirt instead of Hoffman. - Travis ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#jamie #love #mcguire #pigeon #travis

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

#pidgeon #thanksgiving #travis-maddox #beauty

Now that it's over, I wish I could have all the bad stuff back... just so I could have the good. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#travis-maddox #beauty

You can still tell Mommy that you love her and that you’ll miss her, and she’ll hear everything you say.” I looked at Mommy but quickly shook my head. “I don’t want to miss her. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beauty

Decidí hace mucho tiempo que alimentaria a los buitres hasta que una paloma llegara. Una paloma. El tipo de alma que no impedía a nadie, simplemente caminaría alrededor preocupándose por sus propios asuntos, tratando de pasar por la vida sin tener que tirar abajo todos los demás con sus propias necesidades y hábitos egoístas ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#travis-maddox #walking-disaster #beauty

—¡No puedes decirme qué hacer, Travis! ¡No te pertenezco! —¡BUENO, YO TE PERTENEZCO! ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beautiful-disaster #travis-maddox #walking-disaster #beauty

I've got about ten things to say to you right now. But at least nine of them would make me sound like a psycho.” In spite of the seriousness of the situation, I nearly smiled. “What’s the tenth thing?” I asked his shirtfront. He paused, considering it. “Never mind,” he grumbled. “That one would make me sound like a psycho, too. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#ella-varner #jack-travis #love #travises #love

I was feeling like all that crazy sea inside me was settling into a calm. He had drawn it all out of the bottle I kept it in, but when I looked up at him like that, it settled, because if my wild insides were a sea, those gray eyes were the world's biggest fucking bowl, and they held me. Caught me and held me and bore me up. ↗

— Heidi Cullinan

#travis-loving #love

I feel the curve of his smile against my skin. But as he lifts his head and looks into my eyes, his grin fades. "Haven . . . I don't know if I'm going to be a good father. What if I don't do it right?" I am touched by Hardy's concern, his constant desire to be the man he thinks I deserve. Even when we disagree, I have no doubt that I am cherished. And respected. And I know that neither of us takes the other one for granted. I have come to realize you can never be truly happy unless you've known some sorrow. All the terrible things Hardy and I have gone through in our lives have created the spaces inside where happiness can live. Not to mention love. So much love that there doesn't seem to be room for bitterness in either of us. "I think the fact that you're worrying about it at all," I say, "means you'll probably be great at it. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#haven #love #travis #love