Are you asking me to undress, Tris?’A nervous laugh gurgles from my throat. ‘Only … partially

I fit my mouth to his and he tastes like water and smells like fresh air. I drag my hand from his neck to the small of his back and put it under his shirt....

I’ll be your family now,” he says. “I love you,” I say. (….)He stares at me. I wait with my hands clutching his arms for stability as he considers his response. He frowns at me....

Maybe time would not feel as heavy if I didn’t have this guilt – the guilt of knowing the truth and stuffing it down where no one can see it.

You don’t have to tell me everything right away, but I have to tell you everything right away? Can’t you see how stupid that is?

Why is your heart racing Tris?