“Confidence, darling." He leans across the table and touches a finger to my cheek. "You could learn something from me, you know.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“He takes my hands into his.Those perfect hands, that fit mine just so.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“If you ask me to kiss you, I will,” he says. His fingers stroke the inside of my wrists, and I burst… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“I suddenly understand why people describe kissing as melting because every square inch of my body dissolves into his. My fingers grip… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“And, suddenly, I want to touch him. Not a push, or a shove, or even a friendly hug. I want to feel… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Remember that day I made you the elevator?” he suddenly asks. I give him a faint smile. “How could I forget?” “That… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“He closes his eyes. Our lips brush lightly. "If you ask me to kiss you , I will," he says. His fingers… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“You forgot to call,' he says. I throw open my arms. He pulls me into them, and we kiss, and his lips… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“It doesn't matter how much fabric is between us, the solid strength of his body against mine is electric. Charged. And then… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“I didn't mean to mess things up, I don't know what got into me-" He rubs his temples. "Please don't apologize.It's not… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Josh grins. "Just give me your hand." "W-what?" "Your hand," he repeats. "Give it to me." I extend my shaking right hand.… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Isla." Josh’s voice catches on my name. "You look beautiful." Because I see it in his eyes, I feel it in my… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Sorry, it’s such a mess.” He shoves his hands into his pockets. “I cleared off the bed, though, and the sheets are… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Anna prods St. Clair's shoulder. "Come on. Weren't you gonna show me that thing?" "What thing?" She stares at him. He stares… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“He glances down and notices that I'm still wearing a certain blue something, and, this time, it's HIS index finger that wraps… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Hey,508! Your room is right above mine. You never said." St. Clair smiles. "Maybe I didn't want you blaming me for keeping… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“ Keep laser-focused on school, and I'll see YOU at Christmas. Josh leans his lanky body over my shoulder and peers at… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“So will your father object to me? Because I'm not American? I mean, not fully American? He's not one of those mad,… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“We are still holding hands. Okay,we should let go.This is the point where it would be normal to let go. Why aren't… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Well,Anna.It's Matt or the minivan. I'm not making the choice for you." I choose my ex.We used to be good friends,so I'm… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“You know more useless crap, St. Clair. Good thing you're so darn cute," Josh says. St. Clair smiles. "At least 'cemetary' sounds… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Let's go over the facts one more time," Josh says. "This is your first weekend away from home?" "Yes." "Your first weekend… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“When I come back, the club is packed. There's hardly any standing room. Anna snagged a wooden bar stool, one of the… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“We used to hang out all the time. St. Clair and me.But after you arrived,I hardly saw him. He'd sit next to… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“As for us,Etienne was right.Our schools are only a twenty-minute transit ride away.He'll stay with me on the weekends, and we'll visit… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“There.You're officially Canadian. Try not to abuse your new power." "Whatever.I'm totally going out tonight." "Good." He slows down. "You should." We're… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“I'm speechless.I think at the rooftops of Paris. he touches my cheek,pulling my gaze back to him.I suck in my breath. "Anna.I'm… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“I'm here." St. Clair is angry. "I'm just sorry I'm not there. With you. I wish there was something I could do."… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“She's probably just tired of seeing you miserable.Like we all are," I add. "I'm sure...I'm sure she's as crazy about you as… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Anna?" "Yeah?" He pauses. "Never mind." "What?" "Nothing." But his tone is definitely not nothing. I turn to him, and his eyes… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Everyone's here except for St. Clair." Meredith cranes her neck around the cafeteria. "He's usually running late." "Always," Josh corrects. "Always running… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“So you and St. Clair seemed pretty friendly at breakfast." "Um." Is she threatened by me? "I wouldn't get any ideas if… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“You're fixing everything I set down." He nods at my hands, which are readjusting the elephant. "It wasn't polite of me to… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Steve Carver-the guy with the faux-surfer hair-and Amanda's best friend, Nicole,are chosen.Rashmi and I groan in a rare moment of camaraderie.Steve pumps… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“I think we're the only ones in the building," he says. "Then no one will mind when I do this!" I jump… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“That was interesting.Who was that?" Matt looks unhappy. "What?" I ask him. "You'll talk to that guy,but you won't talk to us… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“See that guy over there?" I nod toward a man in jean shorts and a Budweiser T-shirt. "Am I that obvious?" St.… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“We are kissing like crazy. Like our lives depend on it. His tongue slips inside my mouth, gentle but demanding, and it’s… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Victor Noir. He was a journalist shot by Pierre Bonaparte," St. Clair says, as if that explains anything. He pulls The Hat… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Anna?" Someone knocks on my door, and it startles me out of my seat. No.Not someone . St. Clair. I'm wearing an… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“This warmth over the telephone. Is it possible for home to be a person and not a place? Bridgette used to be home to… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“I wasn't being a git. I wasn't even being a twat, or a wanker, or any of your other bleeding Briticisms -” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“You said on my birthday that you were afraid of being alone, but I’ve been here this whole time. This whole time.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Lola: Do you think things have to be easy? For it to work? Cricket: NO. I mean, yes, but... sometimes there are... extenuating circumstances.… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Thanks. I forgot how to flip off the English. I'll use the correct hand gesture next time." "My pleasure. Always happy to educate.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Beautiful. He called me beautiful! But wait. I don't like Dave. Do I like Dave?” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“We're enveloped in pitch black. "Wait here," I whisper. "Are you getting your ax?" "Handcuffs." "Kinky. But, okay, I'll try it.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“And, suddenly, I want to touch him. Not a push, or a shove, or even a friendly hug. I want to feel the creases… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
