“I'm a little distracted by this English French American Boy Masterpiece.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“I risk a glance, and St. Clair stares back. Deeply. He has not looked at me like this before. I turn away… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“I'm sorry," he says. "What? Why?" "You're fixing everything I set down." He nods at my hands, which are readjusting the elephant.… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“His eyes lock on mine."Anna,I promise that I will never leave you." My heart pounds in response.And Étienne knows it,because he takes… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“That guys. Sideburns. You like him?" My back squirms. "You've asked me that before." "What I meant was," he says, flustered. "Your… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“I'm the last one in the dark, until- suddenly- it happens. St. Clair removes something from his pocket. And then he gets… — 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
“And I realize ... it’s okay. It’s okay if St. Clair and I never become more than friends. His friendship alone has… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“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
