Not in Love (Not in Love, #1)

by Ali Hazelwood

“My number.” At the door, I spun on my heels. “Do you still have it?” He nodded. Eagerly. Hopeful. “It might be better if you got rid of it.”

DAMNNN

my emotions were the one thing I could govern. Eli Killgore looked like the kind of person who’d love to take that away from me.

Me, frantically trying to keep up the pretense of being an appealing, easygoing person and not just dozens of neuroses in a lab coat.

Me fr

“You don’t understand what you do to me. Because I don’t understand what you do to me.”

That undercurrent of unease that seems to permeate most of my social interactions—it’s just not there with him.

“Even if we hadn’t matched on that damn app, we’d have met in this rink, or at Kline, or walking down the street. And I’d have seen you, talked with you for about five minutes, and you would have looked at me all serious and curious and uncompromising, and I would have known that I needed to do this with you more than anything else in the whole damn world.”

I like you when you laugh. I like you when you’re serious. I like you all the damn time.

“Please don’t say that the real equity in the biofuel tech was the friends we made along the way.”