Any Way the Wind Blows (Simon Snow, #3)

by Rainbow Rowell

“All I really know is that nothing I’ve experienced so far compares to you. Maybe that makes me gay.” He swallows. “Or maybe that just makes me yours.”

“You haven’t told me in any detail.” He pushes up his glasses. “That’s because I feel like you’re going to be very critical and judgmental.” “Shepard, it’s impossible to think without being critical and judgmental. That’s literally the process.” “The way you do it, yes.”

I’ll never get enough of it. My lungs won’t hold on to it—they betray me every time I exhale.