The Love Hypothesis

by Ali Hazelwood

“Fluchella,” Olive repeated, though it was clearly not helpful, judging from how the line bisecting his forehead deepened. “Mass flu vaccination for faculty, staff, and students. At no charge.” Adam made a face. “It’s called Fluchella?” “Yep, like the festival. Coachella?” Adam was clearly not familiar.

Lol i am obsessed with this

As they made their way across the quad, her fingers slid down from his wrist and closed around his palm.

YESSSSSSS

and once he’d even complimented her Star Wars T-shirt—and

Meeee

“Can you believe it, Olive?” That Adam would pretend to be in a relationship with someone to get them out of a miserable situation? “Nope.”

Genius

“Yep. I’m so glad he finally scrounged up the courage to ask you out. He’d been going on and on about this ‘amazing girl’ for years, but he was concerned about being in the same department, and you know how he is…” He shrugged and waved his hand.

woahhhh WOAH

‘Carry yourself with the confidence of a mediocre white man.’ ”

Yup

“I wish you could see yourself the way I see you.”

Presh

It wasn’t their first kiss, but it was the first kiss that was theirs, and Olive savored it for long moments. The texture,

“I think I’ve changed my mind,” he murmured. She stiffened. “I know I’m not doing anything, but if you tell me what you like, I can—” “My favorite color must be green, after all.”

He groaned into her neck. His entire body was vibrating with tension. “You can take it.”

“I’m going to kill you,” he gritted out, little more than a growl. “If you say another word about the woman I love, if you look at her, if you even think about her—I’m going to fucking kill you.”

“Adam—” Tom choked out. “Actually, I will kill you anyway.”

“And then I’ll come find you, and I’ll take care of you.”

said it—“with you”—like Olive was something special, uniquely precious to him. His most beloved treasure.