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I do hate people. I hate Felix, too, it just so happens that I’m in love with him at the same time. Which isn’t something I’d recommend to anyone who likes being sane.
I’m done lying to women I don’t want because I can’t have the man I do want.
Sorry I pretended I was interested in you. It was just to get close to your roommate. You know, the guy who hates me? Yeah, crazy, I know, but I’m sort of in love with him, is the most ridiculous series of words I’ll ever say out loud, so it will have to be some version of a lie.
This is Felix’s moment and, unbelievably, I get to be right beside him for it. And when this is over and the world finally sees him for what he is—the best—I can do what I’ve always been too fucking scared to do. Stop.
Fuck, I really should try therapy.
He has this endearing little crease between his eyebrows as he frowns at me that I want to flatten with my finger. I don’t think he’d appreciate it.
I want you to want me the way I can’t seem to stop myself wanting you. I want you to want something real with me. I want whatever a real relationship looks like with you. I want to go to the ruins of Pompeii and take sickening couple photos with you and post them on Instagram. “I want you to shut up for a minute and let me think. Jesus fucking Christ.” I glower.

