C-lo

“I thought you didn’t like holding hands,” I say.
“And you said you did,” he says.
“So, what? I just get whatever I want now?” I tease.
His smile flickers back into place, calm and restrained. “Yes, Poppy,” he says. “You get whatever you want now. Is that a problem?”
“What if I want you to have what you want?”
He arches an eyebrow. “Are you just saying that because you know what I’m going to say, and you want to make fun of me for it?”
“No?” I say. “Why? What are you going to say?”
Our hands go still between us. “I have what I want, Poppy.”
― Emily Henry, People We Meet on Vacation

“Because I know you, he says tenderly, "and I remember what you sound like when you like something.”
― Emily Henry, People We Meet on Vacation

“Can you just do me one favor?” I ask.
He knots his hands against my spine. “Hm?”
“Only hold my hand when you want to.”
“Poppy,” he says, “there may come a day when I no longer need to be touching you at all times, but that day is not today.”
― Emily Henry, People We Meet on Vacation

“Sometimes it feels like I didn't even exist before that. Like you invented me.”
― Emily Henry, People We Meet on Vacation