Quote by Anne Eliot Download Open image ““So that's a make-up kiss? Let's have another fight soon.”” — Anne Eliot ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.3 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Are we fighting? I like that idea. Let’s have the make-up sex first.” — Amanda Usen Copy Share Image
“And what they're doing could be called kissing but it's more like sword fighting with tongues.” — Amy Reed Copy Share Image
“Seth: One of these days I'll teach you the difference between a single kiss and making out.” — Kelly Oram Copy Share Image
“Does that count as an argument? Can we kiss and make up now?” "It was only half an argument.” “Fine. Then, you kiss and… — Colleen Houck Copy Share Image
“Well, now I need you to kiss me. Make out with me. Otherwise she’ll know I was full of shit and start hittin’ on… — Sibylla Matilde Copy Share Image
“Are we really fighting,' he said between kisses, 'about how we're going to have sex?” — Sarah Kuhn Copy Share Image
“Her cheeks flush a little. I want to kiss her. Again. And I will. Just not right now.” — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
“won’t be able to live with myself if I don’t at least try to convince you of my feelings. Not after that kiss. Not… — Anne Eliot Copy Share Image
“Tatooine, huh? So awesome you know Star Wars facts,” he adds nodding. “Do you ever watch the animated stuff?” Grin. Grin. Grin. I'm seriously… — Anne Eliot Copy Share Image
“He shrugged happily. “Let’s make plaid, canvas and compasses my absolute trademarks. Dustin McHugh. All plaid. All canvas. All the time. And I’m never… — Anne Eliot Copy Share Image
“He’s so good at his job, that I’ve fallen for him, the mirage of him being my boyfriend, all of it. Like everyone else.… — Anne Eliot Copy Share Image
“I hop onto the stage and joke-sing: “The Phaaaanntom of the Opera is there, innnnnside your mind.” I attack the curtain with a flourish… — Anne Eliot Copy Share Image
“My heart races and I look away. “Well I care. So, write it down. For nine weekends and eight thousand dollars, what's yours is… — Anne Eliot Copy Share Image
“I pass off a few more résumés and jet away from her and that cinnamon smell, reserving the last paper in my hand so… — Anne Eliot Copy Share Image
“I’m living in fiction. It’s perfectly okay to be in love with any and all fictional boyfriends, even if they aren’t yours.” — Anne Eliot Copy Share Image
“look back. She's crossed her arms and is tapping her ugly shoe on the carpet. “You're doing it again,” she says. “What?” “You're turning… — Anne Eliot Copy Share Image
“She's trapped me on the front side of the counter. Way. Too. Close. To. Her. LIP-GLOSS.” — Anne Eliot Copy Share Image
