It's all you think about, all you talk about, and all you want us to talk about. What in the world would we call something like that? Oh, yeah! An obsession!
Maggie StiefvaterGrace reached over and began stroking her fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes and let her drive me crazy.
Maggie StiefvaterMy chest ached, my body speaking a language my head didn't quite understand. I waited. But Grace, the only person in the world I wanted to know me, just ran a wanting finger over the cover of one of the new hardcovers and walked out of the store without ever realising I was there, right within reach.
Maggie Stiefvater