14 Quotes by Abigail Hing Wen

I don't care what baggage they dragged over the ocean. They have no right to make me carry it the rest of my life.

You're up early," he says. Asshole--it's just past one. "Too early." I give him the finger, low, earning a startled exclamation from his partner. Then I duck around them and head into the gym, Rick's chuckles ghosting behind.

I snatch my body as well as my bad from Rick. My heart pounds in my throat. His hand and arm have branded themselves through the fabric of my clothes into my skin. pg. 194

I glare around the lobby, and suddenly no one will meet my eyes. "If you guys want a live viewing someday from a girl you actually care about, then maybe instead of doing a hundred push-ups a day and ogling a photo that doesn't belong to you, you should man up and be the guy who deserves one. So anyone with my photo, hand it over now." pg. 253

--and at every turn, he finds excuses to touch me, pushing money into my hand, running his palm down my back, around the curve of my waist. pg. 333

I have a confession," he murmurs between kisses. "That first day, sitting beside you in the van, I wanted to kiss you then." "Was that why you were such a jerk?" "Was I?""Definitely. Where?" "Where what?" "Where did you want to kiss me?" His voice is husky. "Everywhere." pg. 363

He takes his time. A slow burn that builds and builds, until I am clawing at the stones and my back arches, and my toes splash and my body ripens under his grip.pg. 364

I tilt my head, reading without words. Us cutting our own path through the rock, until we merge with the larger river of life. The flow of water breaks my heart, but it also mends it again--everything art is supposed to do.pg. 378

Why give me honey when you knew my future was diabetic?