“Raw emotions and the need to hold him close overwhelmed me. Every part of ached for him-my mind, my soul and my body. Without hesitation, i closed the gap between us and pressed my lips eagerly to his. Noah's hands were everywhere, my hair, my face, my back, and for the love of all things holy, my breasts. My hands roamed his glorious body just as greedily. After drugging me with delicious kisses for not nearly long enough, his warm lips skimmed my throat and kissed down the center of my breasts, causing me to arch my back and lose my ever loving mind. Without meaning to, i moaned and whispered his name when his hands wandered to my thighs and set my world and blood on fire. Noah eased me back into the bed and my hair sprawled all around me. "I love how you smell," he whispered as he suckled my earlobe. "I love how beautiful you are." I reclaimed his lips and hooked a leg around his as we moved in rhythm with each other. In between frantic kisses, i whispered the words, "I love you". Because i did. Noah listened to me. He made me laugh and he made me feel special. He was strong and warm and caring and...everything. I loved him. I loved him more than i'd ever loved another person in my life. Every muscle in my body froze when Noah stopped kissing and stare down at me with wide eyes. He caressed my cheek twice over and tilted his head. "Make love to me, Echo. I've never made love." No way. Noah's experienced reputation walked down the hallway before he did. "But..." Noah cut me off with a kiss. "Yes, but never love. Just girls who didn't mean anything" You..." His tongue teased my bottom lip, thawing my body. "Are everything. I got tested over winter break and i'm clean and i've got protection." He reached to the side of the bed and magically produced a small orange square. I froze again. Sensing my hesitation, Noah kissed my lips slowly while stroking my cheek. "And since break?" I asked. "There's been no one," he whispered against my lips. "I met you soon after and i could never think of touching anyone else." I loved him and we were together. I entwined my fingers in his hair and pulled his head back to mine, but the second his hand touched the waist of my jeans, my heart shook and my hands snapped out to stop him. "Please. Wait. Noah..." Oh, God, i was actually going to say it. "I'm a virgin." Now Noah froze. "But you were with Luke." A faint smile grew on my lips. I was typically the tongue-tied one and found it amusing to see him confused for once. "That's why we broke up. I wasn't ready." He shifted his body off of mine and tuckled me close against his warmth. I laid my head on his chest and listened to the comforting sound of his beating heart. Noah ran his hand through my hair. "I'm glad you told me. This needs to be right for you and i'll wait, for as long as you need.”
―
Katie McGarry,
Pushing the Limits
“Even if we do everything right, things are still going to go wrong.” ― Katie Ganshert, Wildflowers from Winter
“Katie heard the story. 'It's come at last,' she thought, 'the time when you can no longer stand between your children and heartache. When there wasn't enough food in the house you pretended you weren't hungry so they could have more. In the cold of a winter's night you got up and put your blanket on their bed so they wouldn't be cold. You'd kill anyone who tried to harm them...Then one sunny day, they walk out in all innocence and they walk right into the grief that you'd give your life to spare them.” ― Betty Smith
“Wildflowers burst from the ground in vivid blues and whites and violets, creating a picture more pleasing than anything her hands could design. She didn't understand how it was possible, but Evan had been right. The abundance of snow had produced an abundance of wildflowers. More than she's ever seen before. Somehow, those cold, lifeless winter months had prepared the land for something breathtaking. Something beautiful. Something brimming with life.” ― Katie Ganshert, Wildflowers from Winter
“A heat wave crashes into my body and I tug at the collar of my winter coat. I could take this thing off and probably still sweat. The memories of his mouth moving against mine and how his hands pressed into my body flood my brain. I lick my lips in anticipation. I crave for him to kiss me again, but... “Are you going to call me after?” A small grin plays on his lips. “You aren’t going to cut me any slack, are you?” It’s like he’s begging me to tease him, and without thought, I slide back to the braver girl at the bar. “Is that a problem?” He shakes his head. “Not from you.” ” ― Katie McGarry, Crash into You
“Evan to Bethany: "Just trust me.""You say it like it's so easy.""Of course it's not.""Then how am I supposed to 'just trust' you?""Funny thing about trust...Sometimes you have to give it before you can experience it.” ― Katie Ganshert , Wildflowers from Winter
“She doesn't sing in church anymore.""Maybe she realizes there's nothing to sing about.""Someday, Bethany, I hope you find out that you're wrong. There's so much to sing about.” ― Katie Ganshert, Wildflowers from Winter
“She blew a warm breeze on his face and rustled his hair and embraced him in a warm haze and he felt her nonthreatening presence. She looked down and saw his face stained with tears, nobody could reach him in his grief but she could. He saw her and blew her a kiss goodbye. She flew down in a haze in a white dress with wings and whispered into his ear “please don’t cry I am in a better place. Marriage was forever. Love and life was forever. My body died but my soul lives on for eternity”. (Katie)“The rain stopped suddenly and the grey sky cleared into a bright blue colour and a glowing warm orange sun appeared to show her appreciation. A perfect blue sky remained on the dark winter’s day until after the ceremony and the hailstone and rain commenced again and the dark sky reappeared as the funeral car drove away” ― Annette J Dunlea
“Katie heard the story. “It’s come at last,” she thought, “the time when you can no longer stand between your children and heartache. When there wasn’t enough food in the house you pretended that you weren’t hungry so they could have more. In the cold of a winter’s night you got up and put your blanket on their bed so they wouldn’t be cold. You’d kill anyone who tried to harm them—I tried my best to kill that man in the hallway. Then one sunny day, they walk out in all innocence and they walk right into the grief that you’d give your life to spare them.” Francie” ― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
“Sophia was determined and relentless, just like his wife. The day that either of them allowed their men to know better, would be the day that Hell froze over and hosted the winter Olympics. From Book 2 of the Teen Mayhem Series 'This Too Shall Pass” ― K.T. Bowes writing as Katie Bowes
“SUBSCRIBE” ― Katie Winters, The Sunrise Cove Inn
“that there was no “mending” trauma. There was only acceptance of the past and a push forward for something new, beautiful, and whole.” ― Katie Winters, A Katama Bay Christmas
“newest” ― Katie Winters, A Vineyard Vow
“After the DisasterA picnic in the sequoias, lightfiltered into planes, and the canopycut through. Fire raged in that placeone month ago. Since I’d been there,I’d have to see it burning.Nature of events to brushagainst us like the leavesof aspens brush against eachother in a grove full of themcarved with the initialsof people from the small weird townhikers only like for gas. Messagesget past borders—wateracross the cut stem of the sentsunflower alive with goodintentions. People who mistakeclarity for certainty haven’t learnedthat listening isn’t takinga transcript, it’s not speechthe voice longs for, it’s somethingdeeper inside the throat.Now, from the beginning, recitethe alphabet of everythingyou should have wanted, silverware,a husband, a house to live inlike a castle, but I wantedfame among the brave.A winter night in desert light:trucks carving out air-corridorsof headlight on the interstateat intervals only a vigilcould keep. Constellationsso clean you can seethe possibilities denied.Talking about philosophymight never be dinnerbut can returnyour body to a stateof wonder before sleep.The night reduced usto our elements.I wanted water, and whateverfound itself unbornin me to stay alive.” ― Katie Peterson
“What was it she said? That they’ll love you more than you’ll ever love yourself, but they’ll also point out every single way you’re wrong for the rest of your days.” ― Katie Winters, Secrets in Bar Harbor
“Are you suggesting it’s time to grow up?” “Never,” Marilyn returned. “In fact, I think we’ll only grow backward. Appreciate this world the way children do. Relish in the sunset and the sunrise and the ocean and the breeze and the trees and the flowers. I never want to dismiss any of it.” ― Katie Winters, A Vineyard Rebirth
“she was, perhaps more. This was their normal stance this late at” ― Katie Winters, Firefly Nights
“crumbs. When he reached that crack in the door, he” ― Katie Winters, A Vineyard Thanksgiving
“It used to be peaceful around here, especially in the winter. Not so much anymore.”“Yeah, ever since Jules and the kids arrived—” Hugh started, but Theo cut him off.“The bombs didn’t start going off until Grace arrived.” ― Katie Ruggle, Through the Fire
“Even if we do everything right, things are still going to go wrong.” ― Katie Ganshert, Wildflowers from Winter
“Katie heard the story. 'It's come at last,' she thought, 'the time when you can no longer stand between your children and heartache. When there wasn't enough food in the house you pretended you weren't hungry so they could have more. In the cold of a winter's night you got up and put your blanket on their bed so they wouldn't be cold. You'd kill anyone who tried to harm them...Then one sunny day, they walk out in all innocence and they walk right into the grief that you'd give your life to spare them.” ― Betty Smith
“Wildflowers burst from the ground in vivid blues and whites and violets, creating a picture more pleasing than anything her hands could design. She didn't understand how it was possible, but Evan had been right. The abundance of snow had produced an abundance of wildflowers. More than she's ever seen before. Somehow, those cold, lifeless winter months had prepared the land for something breathtaking. Something beautiful. Something brimming with life.” ― Katie Ganshert, Wildflowers from Winter
“A heat wave crashes into my body and I tug at the collar of my winter coat. I could take this thing off and probably still sweat. The memories of his mouth moving against mine and how his hands pressed into my body flood my brain. I lick my lips in anticipation. I crave for him to kiss me again, but... “Are you going to call me after?” A small grin plays on his lips. “You aren’t going to cut me any slack, are you?” It’s like he’s begging me to tease him, and without thought, I slide back to the braver girl at the bar. “Is that a problem?” He shakes his head. “Not from you.” ” ― Katie McGarry, Crash into You
“Evan to Bethany: "Just trust me.""You say it like it's so easy.""Of course it's not.""Then how am I supposed to 'just trust' you?""Funny thing about trust...Sometimes you have to give it before you can experience it.” ― Katie Ganshert , Wildflowers from Winter
“She doesn't sing in church anymore.""Maybe she realizes there's nothing to sing about.""Someday, Bethany, I hope you find out that you're wrong. There's so much to sing about.” ― Katie Ganshert, Wildflowers from Winter
“She blew a warm breeze on his face and rustled his hair and embraced him in a warm haze and he felt her nonthreatening presence. She looked down and saw his face stained with tears, nobody could reach him in his grief but she could. He saw her and blew her a kiss goodbye. She flew down in a haze in a white dress with wings and whispered into his ear “please don’t cry I am in a better place. Marriage was forever. Love and life was forever. My body died but my soul lives on for eternity”. (Katie)“The rain stopped suddenly and the grey sky cleared into a bright blue colour and a glowing warm orange sun appeared to show her appreciation. A perfect blue sky remained on the dark winter’s day until after the ceremony and the hailstone and rain commenced again and the dark sky reappeared as the funeral car drove away” ― Annette J Dunlea
“Katie heard the story. “It’s come at last,” she thought, “the time when you can no longer stand between your children and heartache. When there wasn’t enough food in the house you pretended that you weren’t hungry so they could have more. In the cold of a winter’s night you got up and put your blanket on their bed so they wouldn’t be cold. You’d kill anyone who tried to harm them—I tried my best to kill that man in the hallway. Then one sunny day, they walk out in all innocence and they walk right into the grief that you’d give your life to spare them.” Francie” ― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
“Sophia was determined and relentless, just like his wife. The day that either of them allowed their men to know better, would be the day that Hell froze over and hosted the winter Olympics. From Book 2 of the Teen Mayhem Series 'This Too Shall Pass” ― K.T. Bowes writing as Katie Bowes
“SUBSCRIBE” ― Katie Winters, The Sunrise Cove Inn
“that there was no “mending” trauma. There was only acceptance of the past and a push forward for something new, beautiful, and whole.” ― Katie Winters, A Katama Bay Christmas
“newest” ― Katie Winters, A Vineyard Vow
“After the DisasterA picnic in the sequoias, lightfiltered into planes, and the canopycut through. Fire raged in that placeone month ago. Since I’d been there,I’d have to see it burning.Nature of events to brushagainst us like the leavesof aspens brush against eachother in a grove full of themcarved with the initialsof people from the small weird townhikers only like for gas. Messagesget past borders—wateracross the cut stem of the sentsunflower alive with goodintentions. People who mistakeclarity for certainty haven’t learnedthat listening isn’t takinga transcript, it’s not speechthe voice longs for, it’s somethingdeeper inside the throat.Now, from the beginning, recitethe alphabet of everythingyou should have wanted, silverware,a husband, a house to live inlike a castle, but I wantedfame among the brave.A winter night in desert light:trucks carving out air-corridorsof headlight on the interstateat intervals only a vigilcould keep. Constellationsso clean you can seethe possibilities denied.Talking about philosophymight never be dinnerbut can returnyour body to a stateof wonder before sleep.The night reduced usto our elements.I wanted water, and whateverfound itself unbornin me to stay alive.” ― Katie Peterson
“What was it she said? That they’ll love you more than you’ll ever love yourself, but they’ll also point out every single way you’re wrong for the rest of your days.” ― Katie Winters, Secrets in Bar Harbor
“Are you suggesting it’s time to grow up?” “Never,” Marilyn returned. “In fact, I think we’ll only grow backward. Appreciate this world the way children do. Relish in the sunset and the sunrise and the ocean and the breeze and the trees and the flowers. I never want to dismiss any of it.” ― Katie Winters, A Vineyard Rebirth
“she was, perhaps more. This was their normal stance this late at” ― Katie Winters, Firefly Nights
“crumbs. When he reached that crack in the door, he” ― Katie Winters, A Vineyard Thanksgiving
“It used to be peaceful around here, especially in the winter. Not so much anymore.”“Yeah, ever since Jules and the kids arrived—” Hugh started, but Theo cut him off.“The bombs didn’t start going off until Grace arrived.” ― Katie Ruggle, Through the Fire
