“Don't be nice to me," she whispered, though she didn't move away. "I might cry if you are.” — Kristan Higgins Copy Share Image
“Since when are you so nice?” I whispered. Cage’s nostrils flared slightly. “Only once, since the day I met you, Teacup, that… — Madeline Sheehan Copy Share Image
“God, you smell nice,” he whispered. “I've missed that smell. I've missed everything about you, little Ann.” — Wendy Higgins Copy Share Image
