Rebecca

“He gives me a conflicted look and touches his lips to my forehead, right between my eyebrows. I close my eyes. I don’t understand this, whatever it is. But I don’t want to ruin it, so I say nothing. He doesn’t move; he just stays there with his mouth pressed to my skin, and I stay there with my hands on his waist, for a long time.”
― Veronica Roth, The Divergent Library: Divergent; Insurgent; Allegiant; Four

“He tilts his head and kisses the skin just beneath my jaw. I’m glad the air is so loud he can’t hear me sigh.”
― Veronica Roth, Divergent

“He unzips my jacket a few inches, and I press my hands to my legs to stop them from shaking. I should not be nervous. This is Tobias. Cold air slips across my bare skin.”
― Veronica Roth, Divergent

“But he takes my face in his hands, his fingers strong against my skin, and kisses me again, firmer this time, more certain.”
― Veronica Roth, Divergent