Blake And Livia Quotes

#1. She kissed his lips and felt his smile form. Alone in this beautiful space, Blake and Livia made things right. Blake kissed her slowly and patiently, like he had all the time in the world.

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#2. Blake and Livia were next to exit. He took the steps before she could and turned to offer her his hand, like a knight escorting his queen. Livia took Blake's hand and hugged his offered arm. Bea's photographer-nephew's flash blinded them as it captured their moment for all time.

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#3. I never want to disappoint you, Livia." Blake sounded stronger now, determined, but still anxious.
"That's not possible. Ever.

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#4. Blake turned to Livia. We were never formally introduced. When your father sees me at the train station from his patrol car, he often stops by later in the day with a bagged meal that he refuses to let me turn down. You, Livia, inherit your generous nature from him.

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#5. This was the version of her Blake she'd first met. They reconnected with the fire that had drawn them together and kept them together years later. For him, she would always burn.

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#6. Outside, again?" She teased him.
"You know I love it best when you're wearing nothing but the stars."
Blake wrapped her in his arms and reclined on the grass. She pat his chest gently, loving the tap back from his heart and his white smile. He looked amazing cloaked in stars, too.

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#7. She picked up the phone and dialed Blake's number. His silky hello made her smile.
"You're smiling, right?" His voice was so intimate.
"Of course," she murmured. "Does it still count if you don't see it?"
"It counts when I feel it," he replied.

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#8. When she saw Blake staring at her over Beckett's shoulder, Livia stumbled a bit. His gaze was so intense. So Blake. Beckett kept her steady. She could feel his whole body smiling.

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#9. As Livia dug her keys out of her pocket, she saw that Blake had been to her car.
It was covered with little bits of nature: long blades of grass, twigs, and stones. When she got closer she saw more. Blake had used the flora to spell sorry over and over on the hood. And the roof. And the trunk.

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#10. And that ring deserves another sixty years and more of love on it," she said, gesturing toward the drawer. "I'd never say this out loud to anyone, but I guess we're getting all touchy-feely: Livia? She's the bravest chick I've ever met. Let her have it, Blake. Let her have what I never did.

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#11. Next on Livia's to-do list was Blake. She needed to find him. They needed to face what he feared. Together.

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#12. Remember two eighty-six. Livia now counted on the same sort of feverish, rain-soaked determination that had driven Blake to the train station for smile number two hundred eighty-six. Please be there. He has to be there.

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#13. You make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all. You make it hard for me to breathe.

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#14. Me? I want you to be sure." he said.
"You," Livia whispered.
"Me." His eyes were full of intent.
"Always you." Livia gave him her biggest, heartfelt smile.
"Five hundred." Blake touched her face as if she might be a mirage and smiled back only when she didn't disappear.

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#15. Listening to him play was like discovering an eagle in the wild. It was tumblingly bewitching. She could feel and hear genius she knew it.

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#16. Cole quickly shook his head. "Blake, you're looking great," he said instead.
Blake nodded. "Livia wouldn't have it any other way.

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#17. Livia reached out to touch Blake's lower back. She outlined a heart with her finger. I'm proud of you, no matter what happens here.

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#18. Livia leaped into the Escort and drove straight to Poughkeepsie Station, letting instinct and her internal Blake GPS be her guide.

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#19. Blake's not a nightmare. I love him, Dad. I love him. Let's keep that straight. Livia felt her hackles rise.

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#20. Blake climbed in her passenger seat and pushed his mask up to reveal his face - even with the sun out! Livia kissed him and kissed him and kissed him. When she started her car, she was sure her cheeks would crack from smiling so much.

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#21. She glanced in the rearview mirror, as if she might see Mouse sitting up instead of lying flat. "I can't imagine Blake living through the night," she confessed. "If you can see him from where you are right now, tell him Livia did a good job.

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#22. Livia called out, "Slutenstien! I'm home."

"I'm up here, cock dribble," Kyle replied.

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#23. He moved to her earlobe and breathed, "First, I will blow, then I will lick, last I will bite." Blake took his time blowing an elaborate pattern on her stomach, and Livia was pretty sure he'd spelled the word torture.

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#24. Blake Hartt, I choose you. I deserve you. I want you. Livia proved it by kissing his cold lips until they were warm.

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#25. Blake turned to John. "I know you already know this, Mr. McHugh, but your daughter is the most exceptional person I've ever had the honor of meeting. She's a testament to your dedication as a parent." He squeezed Livia's hand back.

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#26. That's great. You have family." Livia rubbed Blake's arm.
"You're my family," Blake said coldly.

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#27. His kisses were so mind-numbing that when Blake said, "Car door," it took Livia a few seconds to remember she spoke English.
"Dad. Oh. My dad's home.

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#28. I'm so happy to see you. I love you so much. Thank you for waking up," Livia spoke quickly but calmly, trying to capture Blake's attention.

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#29. Hello, beautiful Livia," Blake answered.
"How did you know it was me?" Livia saw her wide smile in the rear view mirror.
"The phone looked sexier when it rang.

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#30. Your Blake is mourning something. I think that pain is manifesting as his glass-skin delusions. You're going to have to approach him as if he's in one of those tents I walk into. My advice is this: Listen, Livia. Listen to him. Saying words out loud can heal.

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