The Shaw Confessions Quotes

“She’s a rock I want to break myself against.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Becoming of Noah Shaw

“Mara takes my hand. “Noah Shaw, will you impregnate me immediately?”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Becoming of Noah Shaw

“I kiss the inside of each knee and up, farther, the roughness of my cheek raising redness on her skin.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Becoming of Noah Shaw

“Who is she? Who is this girl who would allow me to do this, here, now? And how am I allowed to have her?”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Becoming of Noah Shaw

“When someone is hiding a secret in a house, something changes in the air. Unspoken words, half finished smiles, eggshell steps—they distort reality, they muffle truth.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Becoming of Noah Shaw

“She hitches up onto the bed, her fraying denimed legs dangling from crossed knees. “You know I know you like to watch.”
I reach her. Uncross those legs. “I do.”
“So watch.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Becoming of Noah Shaw

“I’m getting high on the scent of her, when she says, “We’re home.”
If I’d been standing, her words would have brought me to my knees.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Becoming of Noah Shaw

“How many bedrooms did you say there are?”
“Six.”
“Which one’s ours?”
“Tonight, all of them,” I say, and stop. She crashes into me answer I catch her, pulling her hair gently, leaning to kiss the hollow below her ear. “And the living room.” My hands slides up under her t-shirt. “And the dining room.”
She bites my lower lip. “The pool table.”
“The kitchen,” I say as she rakes her hand through my hair.
“Show me.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Becoming of Noah Shaw

“Your strong jaw, your perfectly mussed-up hair, the lean but somehow still muscular body, the height—you’re practically Captain America.”
“Except English.”
“Even worse!”
― Michelle hodkin, The Becoming of Noah Shaw

“I wagered my heart on her and lost, again and again, but still I would do it. I could never bet on anyone else.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Becoming of Noah Shaw

“There’s so much time, endless time, and I stand here in the centre of it with my dick in my hand, completely clueless.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Becoming of Noah Shaw

“I wouldn’t be surprised if this were a postcoital smoke, the object of his brief affection tucking himself back into his pants or her shirt in some corridor.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Becoming of Noah Shaw