I do all of my good thinking at over 65 miles per hour. The speed limit is, luckily, the same speed as my brainstorming speed.

Knowing what I was, and wanting me, anyway.

Peppermint swirled into my nostrils, sharp as glass, then raspberry almost to sweet, like too-ripe fruit. Apple, crisp and pure. Nuts, buttery, warm, earthy

I think they're here because I thought they ought to be here," Gansey said. Blue replied sarcastically. "Okay, God.

It was the stop that happened when you made up your mind to confess, but your mouth betrayed you in the end.

I'd be happy with this summer if it's all we ever had.

Ronan merely invested a look with as much contempt as he could muster. A lady reached over the top of Noah to pat Matthew's head fondly before continuing down the aisle. She didn't seem to care that he was fifteen, which was all right, because he didn't, either. Both Ronan and Declan observed this interaction with the pleased expressions of parents watching their prodigy at work.