The Diviners (The Diviners, #1)

by Libba Bray

Jericho took her hand in his. The thrill of his touch traveled the length of her arm, and this, too, she tried to ignore.

There was nothing awkward or tentative about Jericho’s kiss. He pressed his mouth against hers with a ferocious insistence. Every part of her felt awake and alive.

I want you. Tell me you don’t want me to kiss you, and I won’t.”