The Unhoneymooners

“I can appreciate my body in a bikini and still want to set fire to the patriarchy.”

“knew he was a book lover, but to be the same kind of book lover I am? It makes my insides melt.”

“I am a homebody, through and through, and there’s nothing like being home.”

“An eight-hour flight, and there’s no movie,” I say to myself, glaring at the screenless seat back in front of me. “Maybe they’re hoping your life flashing in front of your eyes will be distraction enough.”

“It's so exhausting pretending to hate you.”

“love is exhausting.”

“And I get it. As much as I hate him . . . I think I’m starting to like us.”

“Don't threaten me with a good time”

“Rumor has it your dad brought her flowers and she pulled off every petal and used them to spell PUTA in the snow.”

“Think out loud with me.”

“I like the idea of saving to buy a place of my own or having some extra in the bank for an adventure once I figure out what kind of adventure I want to have. I see all these choices unrolling in front of me - career, travel, friends, geography - and despite things being insane and hard and messy, I don't think I've ever liked myself more than I do now. It's the strangest feeling to be proud simply because I'm taking care of me and mine. Is this what it's like to grow up?”

“You don't get to choose the circumstances. That's the point of luck: it happens when and where it happens.”

“Those of us who aren’t summoned by the Dark Mark consider honesty to be a virtue.”

“It's the strangest feeling to be proud simply because I'm taking care of me and mine. Is this what it's like to grow up?”

“Ethan Thomas is doing something weird to my emotions.”

“I feel like I should apologize,” I say. “You did throw up directly afterward.” He laughs quietly, under his breath. “As if that would be my reaction to seeing you naked, Olive.” The door opens and closes again. When I turn to ask him what he meant, he’s gone. •”

“What’s it like having a twin?” “What’s it’s like not having a twin?” I reply, and he laughs. “Touché.”

“the only coherent thought that comes to mind is how insulting it is that eyelashes like his were wasted on Satan’s Errand Boy”

“Work like a captain, play like a pirate.”

“When I signed up for this honeymoon, I had no idea it would involve so much nudity...”

“I stare up at him, hating the tiny fluttering that gets going in my chest because he knows the Harry Potter reference. I knew he was a book lover, but to be the same kind of book lover I am? It makes my insides melt.”

“You don't need him to like you. Or, you know, know that you continue to exist”

“He tastes like cheap alcohol and contradictions, but it is still hands-down the best kiss of my life.”

“Honesty has always seemed to work best for us:”

“She’s candy-sweet at the surface and probably terrible at communicating negative emotions. Meanwhile, I’m like a sour patch kid on the surface, but will happily detail all the ways I think the world is going to hell.”

“I’m a terrible liar.” “Really? You hid it so well.” “It’s never been my strength, okay? Those of us who aren’t summoned by the Dark Mark consider honesty to be a virtue.”

“I want to say something sassy, but the only thing that comes to mind is how insulting it is that eyelashes like his were wasted on Satan's errand boy.”

“Ethan,” he supplies, and his dazzling smile punches me right in the vagina. “Ethan Thomas.”

“Should I have told them about the time you gifted me that Last Will and Testament software at the family Christmas party? I mean honestly-?""I was looking out for your loved ones.”

“Got your lucky penny?Don’t need it anymore. I’ve got her.”