Part of falling in love with someone is actually falling in love with yourself. Realizing that your'e gorgeous, you're fearless and unpredictable, you're a firecracker spitting light, entrancing a hundred faces that stare up at you with starry eyes.
We looked at each other with that resentment you feel when you want something so much it's causing you pain, so much you start to hate it a little.
"Let me look at you," he said. "Before your guard comes up."
I honestly feel like I could quote damn near this whole book.