My brother spent a large portion of the agonizingly slow dri... - Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

"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."

"Have you made any other friends since we've been here?"I gave him the death stare. "Yes, actually.""Who? I want a name.""Jamie Roth.""The Ebola kid? I heard he's a little unstable.""That was one incident."

"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."

"In my rush, I hadn’t tied my shoelaces. Noah was now tying them for me. He looked up at me through his dark fringe of lashes and smiled. The expression on his face melted me completely. I knew I had the goofiest grin plastered on my lips, and didn’t care. “There,” he said as he finished tying the laces on my left shoe. “Now you won’t fall.”Too late."