He didn’t know what it was like, wanting something you could never have; how impossible it was to un-want it once you’d let the feeling in.

She nodded, breaking every promise to herself, loving him.

Her body was reacting instinctively to his nearness, like a plant that had been too long in the dark and was finally exposed to sunlight.

What are we doing?” she wanted to ask, except she already knew the answer.They were being reckless and foolish; they were tempting fate; they were breaking the rules; they were falling in love.But they both knew that last wasn't true. They had already fallen in love, a long time ago.

This was how a kiss was supposed to feel—electric and pulsing and smoky all at once, like you'd discovered a new source of fuel that could warm you from within.

Her biggest secret was standing right there before her. She just hoped he wasn’t also her biggest mistake.

Everywhere I go, you catch up to me. Everywhere I run, I keep seeing you. Every time, you happen to me, all over again.

Leda was very still, and very small, as Watt slid into the bed and curled around her. He listened to the ragged rise and fall of her breath. There was an excited nervousness spiking up and down her body, and Watt knew that he was the cause of it, and he realized he was glad. She turned around to face him, so they were both lying on their sides, twin silhouettes in the darkness. The only thing that separated them was a shaft of moonlight slicing through the open window. Still, Watt waited.

She could smile until the bitter end, no matter what it cost her--because she was a Washington and had been trained to smile through anything.Even through her own heartbreak.