Soulmates

Adam Carlsen & Olive Smith

Adam Carlsen and Olive Smith ❤❤
The Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood 🔥❤😝

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Inspired by @usbookquotes via ig <3

Quotes / Moments (spoilers ⚠️ )

• I'm going to kill you," he gritted out, little more than a growl. "If you say another word about the woman I love, if you look at her, if you even think about her - I'm going to fucking kill you.

• I wish you could see yourself the way I see you" - Adam

• I'm starting to wonder if this is what being in love is. Being okay with ripping yourself to shreds, so the other person can stay whole.

• Ik hou van jou, Adam ❤

• Did you... Did you just kiss me?" He sounded puzzled, and maybe a little out of breath. His lips were full and plump and... God. Kissed. There was simply no way Olive could get away with denying what she had just done.
Still, it was worth a try.
"Nope."
Surprisingly, it seemed to work.
"Ah. Okay, then." Carlsen nodded and turned around, looking vaguely disoriented. He took a couple of steps down the hallway, reached the water fountain - maybe where he'd headed in the first place.
Olive was starting to believe that she might actually be off the hook when he halted and turned back with a skeptical expression.
"Are you sure?

• And then I'll come find you, and I'll take care of you." - Adam

• Ssh." His arm slid around her waist, his hand coming to rest on her hip in a gesture that should have been unpleasant but just felt reassuring. His voice was low when he added, "It's fine." The words vibrated in her ear, rich and warm. "More material for my Title IX complaint.
(pleaseee 😭 i need help)

• You can fall in love: someone will catch you (fortune cookie moment)

• He'd clearly never seen a rom-com or read a romance novel in his life
( I definitely recommend it, Adam 😉)

• Pretty fucking tragic twist of fate, but you don't seem to remember that we first met years ago. An issue, since I remember a little too well. I like no one, absolutely no one, but I liked you from the start. I liked you when I didn't know you, and now that I do know you it's only gotten worse. Sometimes, often, always, I think about you before falling asleep. Then I dream of you, and when I wake up my head's still there, stuck on something funny, beautiful, filthy, intelligent that's all about you. It's been going on for a while, longer than you think, longer than you can imagine, and I should have told you, but I have this impression, this certainty that you're half a second from running away, that I should give you enough reasons to stay. Is there anything I can do for you? I'll take you grocery shopping and fill your fridge when we're back home. Buy you a new bike and a case of decent reagent and that sludge you drink. Kill the people who made you cry. Is there something you need? Name it. It's yours. If I have it, it's yours.

(At this point, maybe we should all just cry ❤❤❤❤❤)

• You kiss him and next thing you know he's saving your ass and he's buying you scones and calling you a smart-ass in a weirdly affectionate tone.
( why is SMARTASS the cutest fucking nickname ) 😭😭💔

• He'd been going on and on about this amazing girl for years.
(the standards are in the sky fr)

• Everyone likes tall, broody, sullen hunks with genius IQs.
(Hot.)

Okay so I think you can tell how much I loved this book. The lap scene, the truck, the hotel room, the threatening scene, the coffee "dates" and just the cute banter. Aaaaa warm and fuzzy feeling inside. ❤

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Author's note
Idk what to say so good night or day and I'm going to try to speed this book up a bit :)
Oh and also who can agree that the fake dating trope >>>>

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