Ashley Deleon

“Your biggest dream?"

"Kiss you.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush

“His hands slid up my neck, searing hot. Pressing his thumbs gently into my throat, he tipped my head back. I felt his lips come against mine so hard he stopped whatever name I'd been about to call him from coming out. His hands dropped to my shoulders, skimmed down my arms, and came to rest at the small of my back. Little shivers of panic and pleasure shot through me. He tried to pull me against him, and I bit him on the lip.

He licked his lip with the tip of his tongue. "Did you just bite me?"

"Is everything a joke to you?" I asked.

He dabbed his tongue to his lip again. "Not everything."

"Like what?"

"You.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush

“Don't blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there's this new club called civilization and you guys should join.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush

“Are you keeping anything else from me?”

“I’m keeping a lot of things from you.”

“Like?”

“Like the way I feel about being locked up in here with you. You have no idea what you do to me.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush