“But that’s not even what she’s asking. Cassie wants to know if I’ll still walk home with her after school every day, if I’ll watch movies with her that I miss hald of because I’m answering her bizarre questions; if I’ll still tolerate her mindless chatter and scattered conversations.If I’ll still be nice to her.This girl who speaks slowly and runs awkwardly, who can only manage short spurts of eye contact and stiffens under anyone’s touch, who struggles to match appropriate emotions with situations.Who finds joy in the simplest of things, who will never sit at a cafeteria table or in a bathroom and say mean things behind people’s back.Who understands more than most people give her credit for.Who’s heart can’t seem to hold animosity, even towards those who have been cruel to her.Who only ever wanted to be a friend to me since the moment she stepped out of her mom’s car with a bag of cookies.“Of course, I will,” I promise.“Yeah, okay.” She finally looks up to offer me a wide grin and a nod. “Are you going to eat those Junior Mints?”
―
K.A. Tucker,
Be the Girl
“Open your eyes, Cassie."His mouth was on mine before I had a chance to comply, the gentle pressure of his lips stealing the breath of my lungs and pushing out any worries I might have had about whether this was a good idea. His hand slid down to my chin, gently tilting it up a little to give him better access. I was so overwhelmed with sensation that I was helpless to do anything but let him kiss me, and to kiss him back. My hands slid up his broad chest of their own volition, the fabric his shirt soft beneath my fingers as I clutched at the ends of his collar with both hands.My touch elicited a quiet moan from the back of his throat that made me dizzy with a spike of searing desire."We can't do this here," I mumbled against his lips. Mostly because it felt like something I was supposed to say, given that this was Sam's bathroom and an entire apartment full of people was having a party on the other side of the door.But I knew, even as I said the words, that were absolutely going to do this here.It didn't seem like Frederick even heard what I'd said. If he did, he certainly wasn't paying it any mind. His kisses grew bolder, the exquisite pressure of his mouth increasing until I parted my lips for him on a ragged sigh. He tasted like breath mints and the wine he must have pretended to drink earlier this evening. I wanted to lose myself in it--- in the way he slid his tongue along mine, coaxing a whimper from my throat; in his strong arms, as they encircled me and pulled me closer. I could feel his sharp, prominent canines against my tongue as I kissed him, something I'd certainly never noticed before when I'd seen him smile. A thrilling flash of heat shot through me, the visceral reminder of who and what he was startling me for only a moment before I lost myself in the kiss again.” ― Jenna Levine, My Roommate Is a Vampire
“She’s all the color in this room. Every ounce of beauty.” ― Cassie Mint, Sweet Dreams
“bookcase. A white roller blind. She’s all the color in this room. Every ounce of beauty. I’m going to hang her paintings on the walls. Going to fuck her against them, too.” ― Cassie Mint, Sweet Dreams
“It's not all bad, I tell the hollow pit in my chest.There are still kittens.” ― Cassie Mint, Life Model
“Professors are supposed to be clever," I whisper. "Why did you leave me if you still want me?” ― Cassie Mint, Life Model
“Beautiful things are my kryptonite.” ― Cassie Mint, Swapped Bride
“Open your eyes, Cassie."His mouth was on mine before I had a chance to comply, the gentle pressure of his lips stealing the breath of my lungs and pushing out any worries I might have had about whether this was a good idea. His hand slid down to my chin, gently tilting it up a little to give him better access. I was so overwhelmed with sensation that I was helpless to do anything but let him kiss me, and to kiss him back. My hands slid up his broad chest of their own volition, the fabric his shirt soft beneath my fingers as I clutched at the ends of his collar with both hands.My touch elicited a quiet moan from the back of his throat that made me dizzy with a spike of searing desire."We can't do this here," I mumbled against his lips. Mostly because it felt like something I was supposed to say, given that this was Sam's bathroom and an entire apartment full of people was having a party on the other side of the door.But I knew, even as I said the words, that were absolutely going to do this here.It didn't seem like Frederick even heard what I'd said. If he did, he certainly wasn't paying it any mind. His kisses grew bolder, the exquisite pressure of his mouth increasing until I parted my lips for him on a ragged sigh. He tasted like breath mints and the wine he must have pretended to drink earlier this evening. I wanted to lose myself in it--- in the way he slid his tongue along mine, coaxing a whimper from my throat; in his strong arms, as they encircled me and pulled me closer. I could feel his sharp, prominent canines against my tongue as I kissed him, something I'd certainly never noticed before when I'd seen him smile. A thrilling flash of heat shot through me, the visceral reminder of who and what he was startling me for only a moment before I lost myself in the kiss again.” ― Jenna Levine, My Roommate Is a Vampire
“She’s all the color in this room. Every ounce of beauty.” ― Cassie Mint, Sweet Dreams
“bookcase. A white roller blind. She’s all the color in this room. Every ounce of beauty. I’m going to hang her paintings on the walls. Going to fuck her against them, too.” ― Cassie Mint, Sweet Dreams
“It's not all bad, I tell the hollow pit in my chest.There are still kittens.” ― Cassie Mint, Life Model
“Professors are supposed to be clever," I whisper. "Why did you leave me if you still want me?” ― Cassie Mint, Life Model
“Beautiful things are my kryptonite.” ― Cassie Mint, Swapped Bride
