“The two of us snuggled like quotation marks in his room full of words.” — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“I was just going to say it reminds me of the symbols on a family crest.” Noah stopped mid-stride, and turned very… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“There's nothing I want. There's nothing I can't do. I don't care about anything. No matter what, I am an imposter. An… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“I twisted my arm to curl him behind me and he unfolded there, the two of us snuggled like quotation marks in… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
Why?' He asked. 'Why what?' What could I say? Noah, despite you being an asshole, or maybe because of it, I'd like… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“You smell good," he whispered into my neck. He was warm against me. Instinctively, I arched back into him and smiled. "Really?"… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“He didn't look like the same person who picked me up this morning. Noah--sarcastic, distant, untouchable Noah--cared. And that made him real.” — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“I’m starved for her, all the time, even now—I want every part of her, to devour her, to inhale her, but I… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“I laughed as I twisted to face him and raised my arm to hit in one move. He caught my wrist and… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“This changed nothing. Nothing at all. Noah Shaw was still a whore, still an asshole, and still painfully out of my league.… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“Ladies and gentlemen, Jamal Feldstein-Roth.” I blinked. “Wait, Jamal ?” “Suck it,” he said with a grin. “My parents are liberal Jews… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“Asscrown," I muttered under my breath as I headed to my next class. I wasn't proud of swearing at a complete stranger,… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“Is there any point asking what you're going to make me do on Sunday?' 'Not really.' Okay. 'Is there any point asking… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
