Quotes by Simone Elkeles

I have to protect you,” he says softly.

Listen, I don’t know what the hell happened between you and Marco. To be honest I don’t really want to know, ’cause if I did I’d probably want to kick the shit outta him.”“I don’t need you to protect me.”“What if I want to?

I’ll always love you, no matter what happens, okay?

A text pops up on the screen. It’s from Luis. I can’t help but grin when I read his perfectly thought-out me

You look like a hot tamale.”“That’s not really a compliment.

What’s with all those tattoos? Makes you look like a hooligan.”“I suspect I am a hooligan.

cause if you were my girlfriend and a stud like me was livin’ in your house, I’d kiss you in front of the guy every chance I got as a reminder.

Nikki looks at me, confused. “What’s wro

I’m not going anywhere until you hear me out.”Oh, please no. Anything except having to listen to her lecture. I push the button that calls the

Is that your cheap way of telling me you want to kiss

When she wraps her arms around my neck, all I want to do is protect this girl for the rest of my life.

I realise it’s going to happen. This girl of my dreams, this girl who is more like me than anyone I’ve ever met, wants to kiss me.

You were lookin’ at me like you wanted to kiss me.”I force a laugh. “Yeah, right,” I say sarcastically.“Nobody’s watchin’ if you want to, you know, try it. Not to brag, but I’m somewhat of an expert.

You can’t keep her.”I know that. But I’m not ready to give her up just yet.

She ignores me, so I cup my hands over my mouth and do something I haven’t done in years— barnyard sounds.

Thoughts of being a pirate and stealing her away to my ship race across my mind. Although I’m not a pirate, and she’s not my captured princess.

Don’t try and make me feel better, Alex. I hate you.”“I hate you, too.

Luis is right there.” I point to the corner of the yard, where my little brother is the centre of attention doing imitations of barnyard animals. I have yet to inform him that talent isn’t as much of a chick magnet when you get into junior high.

Whoa, who was that?”“Madison Stone,” Kiara mutters.“Introduce me to her.”“Why?”Because I know it’ll annoy the shit out of you.

I like that girl more than I can remember likin’ anything in my life. I’m not about to give her up. I’ll start carin’ about what other people think when I’m six feet under.