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287 pages, Paperback
First published May 25, 2012
鈥淟ove is not the absence of logic
but logic examined and recalculated
heated and curved to fit
inside the contours of the heart鈥�
Love is not the absence of logic but logic examined and recalculated - heated and curved to fit inside the contours of the heart
"When I registered for econ, I had no idea that I'd be in for this level of reality-show drama. It's like a big fat bonus."
"What's wrong?" His hands gripped my elbows as I stared up at him. He was wearing drawstring pajama bottoms and a dark t-shirt, the sexy lines of his tattoos spilling from his sleeves to his wrists. He also wore thin, black-framed glasses that accentuated the blue in his eyes and his dark lashes.
I was shocked, and a little embarrassed, but once glance at his face told me he savored my body's response, and his ability to trigger it.
He watched her, but never knew her. Until thanks to a chance encounter, he became her savior鈥�
The attraction between them was undeniable. Yet the past he鈥檇 worked so hard to overcome, and the future she鈥檇 put so much faith in, threatened to tear them apart.
鈥淭he night we met-I'm not like that guy." His jaw was rigid.
"I know tha-" He placed a finger over my lips, his expression softening.
"So I don't want you to feel pressured. Or overpowered. But I do, absolutely, want to kiss you right now. Badly.鈥�
鈥淎s for being somewhere you're not supposed to be--Maybe you're here for a reason, or there is no reason.鈥�
鈥淲e talked--recent history only--and Lucas relayed the story of how Francis came to be his roommate. "He showed up at the door one night, demanding to be let in. Napped on the sofa for an hour, then demanded to be let out. It turned into a nightly ritual, with him staying longer and longer, until at some point I realized he'd moved in. He's basically the most brazen squatter ever.鈥�
鈥淗e brushed my tears from my face. "How did I find you?鈥�
鈥淧lease touch me. I need you to touch me.鈥�
鈥淣ow don't laugh 'cause I just might be the soft curve in your hardline.鈥�
鈥淎s for being somewhere you're not supposed to be-Maybe you're here for a reason,or there is no reason.鈥�
He brushed my tears from my face.
鈥淗ow did I find you?鈥�
鈥淭he way he kissed me felt like a brand.Like he was tattooing himself under my skin.鈥�