I hate you,"I muttered.Noah smiled wider. "I know. - Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer
"I hate you,"I muttered.Noah smiled wider. "I know."
"I hate you,"I muttered.Noah smiled wider. "I know."
"Your level of neuroses will only find love in a made-for-TV movie."
"Why?' He asked.'Why what?' What could I say? Noah, despite you being an asshole, or maybe because of it, I'd like to rip off your clothes and have your babies. Don't tell."
"What would you do if I kissed you right now?"I stared at his beautiful face and his beautiful mouth and I wanted nothing more than to taste it. "I would kiss you back."
"You smell good,"he whispered into my neck. He was warm against me. Instinctively, I arched back into him and smiled. "Really?""Mmm-hmm. Delicious. Like bacon."
"Thinking something does not make it true. Wanting something does not make it real."