Veronica Roth, Divergent

"Yeah, well," I say, "I left Abnegation because I wasn't selfless enough, no matter how hard I tried to be."That's not entirely true." He smiles at me. "That girl who let someone throw knives at her to spare a friend, who hit my dad with a belt to protect me-that selfless girl, that's not you"..."You've been paying close attention, haven't you"I like to observe people/"Maybe you were cut out for Candor, Four, because you're a terrible liar."

"Okay. Then... I can talk. Ask me something."Okay." He laughs shakily in my ear. "Why is your heart racing Tris"I cringe and say, "Well, I... I barely know you. I barely know you and I'm crammed up against you in a box, Four, what do you think"..."Maybe you were cut out for Candor," he says, "because you're a terrible liar."

"Then I realize what it is. It's him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames."

"I have something I need to tell you," he says. I run my fingers along the tendons in his hands and look back at him. "I might be in love with you." He smiles a little. "I'm waiting until I'm sure to tell you, though."That's sensible of you," I say, smiling too. "We should find some paper so you can make a list or a chart or something."I feel his laughter against my side, his nose sliding along my jaw, his lips pressing my ear."Maybe I'm already sure," he says, "and I just don't want to frighten you."I laugh a little. "Then you should know better."Fine," he says. "Then I love you."