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30 Days (30 Days, #1) QUOTES

1 " short "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

2 " Are you mad?” She breathes from behind me. I spin around to face her.
“What do you think?” I clip.
“That you’re going to save me.” She says quietly. "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

3 " yet I know down to my core that I will do anything she wants, anything she needs, anything she asks. I’m pulled, drawn to her. My gut tells me not to let her out of my sight, to take every second I have with her and make it count. "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

4 " Is it possible to have an instant connection with someone? Because this feels like a hell of a lot more than lust. "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

5 " My fingertips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation, and I know that I should let go, but I can't. "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

6 " don't "

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7 " doing "

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8 " at the bag. I watch as his eyes scan the answers written on the page, his brows furrowing when he gets to the Injuries section. His eyes come to mine. “Jesus, "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

9 " the ‘Locate Missing Person’ sheet and he will do the rest. Everything is confidential. For a free confidential & discreet consultation, call 888-800-3455.”   I blow out a breath. Great. Not entirely the "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

10 " I’ve lied to people for him. I’ve covered for him all this time. Downplaying all the terrible words he’s said to me, things he’s destroyed, and for what? Did I think my lies would come true? That he was kind and caring? That he didn't mean what he did? There’s a moment of truth in my lies and tears fall down my face at an alarming rate but I don't feel sad. My thoughts are crystal clear. I’ve never felt so perfectly in tune with myself before. "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

11 " other one. I gasp and my back arches up off the bed. A slight smile breaks out over his face before he licks his lips and dips his head down to me. His kisses and nibbles following the trail of fire left behind from his fingers, his hand still slowly moving south over the flat plain of my stomach, my hip, and resting at my upper thigh. When his mouth catches up to his hands resting spot he repeats the process all the way back up my body. I feel like I’m on fire. My hips buck and a strangled sound rips from my throat. His fingers stop and brush back "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

12 " It’s eerily quiet in the corridor right now. Just the faint hum of the ice machine and various beeps and buzzes from patients’ rooms. I quietly sneak around the nurses’ station desk and crouch down to Manny. I’m so sorry. I really do like you. Please forgive me. I tug his wallet out of his back pocket and remove all the cash. A hundred dollars will be plenty to tide me over until the morning. I stuff the cash in my sports bra. I unclip Manny’s employee badge from the front of his shirt, toss the wallet on the desk next to his head, and quickly walk down the hall. Every "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

13 " start the coffee maker before brushing my teeth. "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

14 " I’ve never seen the man give change to a homeless person, hold a door open, or give up his seat for someone. He’s never done anything that normal people just do because it’s what people do. There is no kindness. "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

15 " Then until you believe what I see in you, believe what you feel from me.” He twirls me around, enveloping me in his embrace. I rest my head on his chest and let out a breath as my arms circle his waist. This is crazy. I must be crazy for this to actually be happening. "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

16 " Hold that chin up, Buttercup. Every storm runs out of rain. "

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17 " making me feel alive. I switch on the kitchen radio and “Keep Hope Alive” fills the small open space. The Crystal Method reminds me of early high school. I turn it up as loud as I can and plop down on the couch. Leaning my head back on the cushion I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and smile, letting the electronic pull of the music lift me up. Hope creeps back into my soul. When it ends I stand and stride with purpose to the fridge and pause. I grab the sharpie in the pencil holder and cross out number one on my list.  Done. * * * * * “That was odd, what the hell?” Ben hollers two seats over to me. “Yeah seriously, what’d you do to her hand?” John asks. “I have no idea.” I shrug, still slightly stunned. When she sat next to me I couldn't tear my "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

18 " She unguarded me, her smile took me in and hooked me. When I’d tried to explain it to Ben later he laughed and said I was growing a vagina and just needed to get laid. Maybe he was right, "

― K. Larsen , 30 Days (30 Days, #1)

19 " Really. On one condition,” he counters. “What’s that?” I ask skeptically. “You have to trust me,” he states firmly. “Trust you how?” “Completely,” he says, "

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20 " opposite "

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