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Being Me (Inside Out, #2) QUOTES

Being Me (Inside Out, #2) QUOTES

1 " I do not know what to do with the emotions inside me. I do not know how to be this close to someone and still hold on to myself. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

2 " And I dare to believe that it really is. I dare to bet on us again. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

3 " I've always known we were two puzzle pieces that fit together in a hollow that is our pain. There was a time when I was certain we were too damaged not to destroy each other. Now I think we are saving each other. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

4 " I like to think I'm not stupid often, tonight proves that when I am, I do it in a big way. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

5 " It’s our scars that define us, Sara. Diego has to live life to appreciate life.” “Yes.” A knot forms in my stomach at the idea that I still don’t know how deeply Chris’s scars define him. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

6 " How many of us allow others to define us and thus we become what they want us to be, not what we should be or could be? "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

7 " Do you know what happens when you push a dragon? They burn you alive, baby. You’re playing with fire. I’ve played with fire tonight with Chris, pushed him to be that dragon, and the way he’s looking at me now, the way he sees what I do not want him to see, is burning me alive. I know in that moment that I cannot keep asking Chris to show me who he is and not be willing to show him all that I am. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

8 " We just hold each other. Where I was once lost, he’s found me. But I know now that I have only begun to truly discover Chris. He’s still lost. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

9 " It's our scars that define us. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

10 " I love...being with you. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

11 " Darkness surrounded me, a complete absence of light that left me shaking inside. No. It wasn’t the darkness that had me shaking. It was him. I could feel him, even if I could not see him. Oh yes, I could feel him. In every pore of my body, every nerve ending I owned, I could feel him.  "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

12 " Tell me I helped,” I say, and it’s a demand. I need to know I can be what he needs, that we can get through the darkness together. “You do more than help. You’re the reason I take my next breath.” The hoarse declaration whispers against my lips a moment before he kisses me, the tenderness in the touch of his tongue caressing mine telling me more than his words. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

13 " Where I needed to go was where I ended up. I was shutting you out, like I shut everything out, and you pulled me back. You made me see what was important. What’s real. You made me see you.” His lips brush mine. “See me now, Sara.” “I do see you.” “No. You don’t. You see what happened tonight and what you’ve decided that means for us. See me now, Sara, like you made me see you.” He kisses the corner of my mouth and his lips travel down my jaw. “Really see me. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

14 " His eyes hold mine and the depth of power and heat I find there are as limitless as what he makes me feel. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

15 " He pulls the door shut behind him and drags me against him, murmuring softly, “I understand why you left. I understand everything.” I cling to him, holding on for what feels like dear life. “I should have told you.” “You would have.” He pulls back to look at me. “When you were ready. We all have to deal with our inner demons in our own way, in our own time. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

16 " You’re afraid to count on me.” “I’m afraid of not being able to count on me.” There is a hint of emotion in his stare before his expression becomes unreadable. He drops his hand from my arm. “I understand,” he states, his voice monotone, his expression impassive. I think I’ve hurt him, and reality slaps me in the face. I’ve let myself think of him as some kind of demon, to avoid the real demons of my past. In two small steps I am in front of him, wrapping my arms around him, and pressing my cheek to his chest. “I don’t think you realize how much I care about you, or how easily and badly you could hurt me.” I lift my head and let him see the truth in my face. “So yes, I’m scared to count on you.” Tension eases from his body, his expression softening. He runs his hand over my hair and there is gentleness in his touch. “Then we’ll be scared together.” “You’re scared?” I ask, surprised by such a confession. “You’re the best adrenaline rush of my life, baby. Far better than the pain you replaced.” For the first time, I think that maybe, just maybe, I am all Chris needs. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

17 " ...live life to appreciate life. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

18 " You do know Chris is thoroughly fucked-up, don’t you?” My reply is instant, defensive. Protective. “Aren’t we all?” “Not like Chris.” I don’t ask how he knows. It could be the club. Maybe a friendship that once was and is now lost. It doesn’t matter. “It’s his imperfections that make him perfect,” I reply, and there is conviction in my voice. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

19 " My voice softens. “But you’re right; I should have told you where I was going. I’m sorry to make you worry.” “Damn it, Sara.” He twines his fingers in my hair and lowers his mouth one hot breath from mine. “You are the reason I take my next breath,” he whispers. “Why can’t you see that?” His question steals the last of my anger. I soften against him, my fingers curving around his jaw. “Let’s go home, baby.” He kisses my forehead. “I have something to show you. "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)

20 " I’ve been called worse,” he assures me, “and perhaps I am guilty as charged. I guess it depends on who is defining what constitutes a lady’s man.” The statement strikes me as true beyond its intention. How many of us allow others to define us and thus we become what they want us to be, not what we should be or could be? "

― Lisa Renee Jones , Being Me (Inside Out, #2)