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“I have a confession," he murmurs between kisses. "That first day, sitting beside you in the van, I wanted to kiss you then."
"Was that why you were such a jerk?"
"Was I?"
"Definitely. Where?"
"Where what?"
"Where did you want to kiss me?"
His voice is husky. "Everywhere.”
― Abigail Hing Wen, Loveboat, Taipei

“I snatch my body as well as my bad from Rick. My heart pounds in my throat. His hand and arm have branded themselves through the fabric of my clothes into my skin.”
― Abigail Hing Wen, Loveboat, Taipei

“I tilt my head, reading without words. Us cutting our own path through the rock, until we merge with the larger river of life. The flow of water breaks my heart, but it also mends it again--everything art is supposed to do.”
― Abigail Hing Wen, Loveboat, Taipei

“I stir under Zavier's arm, which shifts to my hip. Heavy and intimate and possessive. The subtle scent of him, cologne, sweat, male, reaches my nose. His body is imprinted all over mine--and what does this mean? I'd never been the focus of such ravenous want. Never imagined how irresistible its pull. Sex isn't the barely tolerable duty of procreation like Mom always insinuated. It's two human beings fitting seamlessly together. Maybe it was the dancer in me, but I'd known instinctively how to move--”
― Abigail Hing Wen, Loveboat, Taipei

“--and at every turn, he finds excuses to touch me, pushing money into my hand, running his palm down my back, around the curve of my waist.”
― Abigail Hing Wen, Loveboat, Taipei

“He takes his time. A slow burn that builds and builds, until I am clawing at the stones and my back arches, and my toes splash and my body ripens under his grip.”
― Abigail Hing Wen, Loveboat, Taipei

“On Saturday morning, he'd chosen his favorite place in Taipei to show me, Chung-shan Park. We wandered on a beautiful walking path around a lake with spraying fountains, surrounded by trees, and under the shadow of Taipei's iconic skyscraper, which was called Taipei 101. It was a great place for people-watching, with young couples on romantic walks, parents pushing babies in strollers, older people practicing tai chi, kids riding bikes, and nature lovers snapping photos of flowers. Best of all were the baobing- delicious shaved ices with a super-thin texture and condensed milk that added an extra sweet flavor. I topped my baobing with mango chunks, while Uncle Masa chose sweet potato chunks on his, an addition I never imagined could be delicious until I sampled his for myself.”
― Rachel Cohn, My Almost Flawless Tokyo Dream Life

“You're up early," he says. Asshole--it's just past one.
"Too early." I give him the finger, low, earning a startled exclamation from his partner. Then I duck around them and head into the gym, Rick's chuckles ghosting behind.”
― Abigail Hing Wen, Loveboat, Taipei

“I glare around the lobby, and suddenly no one will meet my eyes. "If you guys want a live viewing someday from a girl you actually care about, then maybe instead of doing a hundred push-ups a day and ogling a photo that doesn't belong to you, you should man up and be the guy who deserves one. So anyone with my photo, hand it over now.”
― Abigail Hing Wen, Loveboat, Taipei