I told you,” he whispers back. I can feel his breath just tickling the space behind my ear, making my hair prick up on my neck. “I like you.””You don’t know me,” I say quickly.”I want to, though.

I told you,” he whispers back. I can feel his breath just tickling the space behind my ear, making my hair prick up on my neck. “I like you.””You don’t know me,” I say quickly.”I want to, though.

– Lauren Oliver –

Delirium

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