Whitney Laborin

“I don’t know how to make you understand what you do to me. Just thinking about kissing you is enough. Feeling your tongue against mine. The way you taste. The sounds you make. Everything. I’ve wanted you so much, for so long, but in the way you want things you’ll never, ever have. Like no matter what I do, you’ll always be just out of reach. But when you kiss me? It’s like I’m on fire.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer

“Are you going to draw?”
“Nope.”
“Shame. I was going to ask you to do me like one of your French girls.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer

“As I was saying. He could never use you. You own him. You should’ve seen the way he was looking at you while you were out.”
I smiled a little. “How?”
“Like you’re the ocean and he’s desperate to drown.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer

“Gather my leaves,
Twist them into crowns
Let me be the king of your forest
Climb on my branches,
I will seek out your hide
s you sleep beneath the shade
Of my giving tree”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer