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."
"I have never read The Joy of Crap. Sounds disgusting. I have, however, read The Joy of Sex. Not in a while, but I think it's one of those classics you can come back to again... and again."
"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."
"Noah shifted on the bed, and the oddest crunching sound came underneath him. I looked, really looked, at the bed for the first time."What,"I asked slowly, as I eyed the animal crackers strewn all over it, "the hell?""You were convinced they were your pets,"Noah said, not even trying to suppress his laughter. "You wouldn't let me touch them."
"Thinking something does not make it true. Wanting something does not make it real."