“Maybe I'm being selfish, but I choose you." He leaned over, lips brushing mine as he whispered, "I always choose you.”
“I love you," I whisper."And I love you." He smiles, his lips seeking mine. "Always have. Always will.”
“Gently, he leaned in and brushed his soft, generous lips against mine. It was awesome. I thought I might puke.”
“Kellan looked back at me, cocky amusement infused into his lopsided grin. “I’m glad you don’t squeal when I look at you.” He leaned in, his arm brushing mine. “I like having to earn it,” he whispered.”
“I want you to choose me, Addie,” he whispers. “I want this to be real.”
“You're making this really hard for me," he said quietly, holding my face in his hands."So maybe you should give in.""I don't want you to think that's all I want from you.""What else do you want from me?""Everything," he whispered and brushed his lips against mine.”