“If you ask me to kiss you, I will,” he says.
His fingers stroke the inside of my wrists, and I burst into flames.
“Kiss me,” I say.
He does.
This book was like a breath of fresh air. Beautiful Fresh Fucking Air.
I have never wanted to go to Paris more in my entire life!
I am honestly in love right now. In love with Paris, in love with Anna, in Love with Josh and Rashmi and Meredith and of course, with Étienne. And I am completely and irrevocably in love with Stephanie Perkins.
This book was just so perfect.
Seriously. It. Was. Amazing.
“Any bloke with a working prick would be insane not to like you.”
The writing was so clever and light hearted. I love the fact that they actually Fall for each other. It's not just, they meet and suddenly two pages later WHAM they're in love! They were friends first... best friends. Their relationship was Epic.
I wish I could right more about this book, I wish I could fill pages with how much I love it and how amazing it was. But I think I should leave it at that, because it's awesomeness has baffled me and I need time to get my thoughts together.
I am so glad I finally read this book, I'm so mad at myself for waiting so long!
“You’re the most incredible girl I’ve ever known. You’re gorgeous and smart, and you make me laugh like no one else can. And I can talk to you. And I know after all this I don’t deserve you, but what I’m trying to say is that I love you, Anna. Very much.”
I trail my fingers across his cheek. He stays perfectly still for me.
“Please stop apologizing, Étienne.”
“Say my name again,” he whispers.
I close my eyes and lean forward. “Étienne.” He takes my hands into his.
Those perfect hands, that fit mine just so. “Anna?” Our foreheads touch. “Yes?”
“Will you please tell me you love me? I’m dying here.” And then we’re laughing.
And then I’m in his arms, and we’re kissing, at first quickly— to make up for lost time— and then slowly, because we have all the time in the world. And his lips are soft and honey sweet, and the careful, passionate way he moves them against my own says that he savors the way I taste, too.
And in between kisses, I tell him I love him.
Again and again and again.
Fuck I love this book.
