Цитаты из книги Like You Hate Me

“What are you doing?” “Making you mine again”.

“Jesus Christ. I love you, okay?” I damn near shout, pushing him down on his back and crawling on top of him. “I hate myself for it but I fucking love you.”
“That’s sweet.”

“I don’t want you to forget,” he whispers, holding my gaze as he blinks the fresh tears from his eyes. “I just want you to love me anyway.”

“Baby, he’s balls deep in love with you and he hates you for it. That’s why he’s treating you like shit. That’s probably why he’s always treated you like shit.”

- I licked it so it’s mine. -
Smiling a little, I toss the picture back into the box and gently set the lid on top.
“Too bad, little sister,” I whisper. “He’s mine now.”

I press my lips to Xavi’s neck, catching his head in my hand when it almost falls off my shoulder.
“It’s okay, baby. I got you.”

“Fuck, baby, you look so pretty,” I whisper, possessively grazing my thumb over the hickey beneath his ear. “You look like mine.”
“Don’t,” he pleads, and I cock my head, watching him look up at me with sad eyes and a fragile heart. “Don’t make me fall for you.”

“Jesus, the way you look at him…” Frankie mutters. “I wish someone would look at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like they wanna fight me and fuck me at the same time.”