" Simon kissed me and I just stood there like someone had cut the cord between my brain and my muscles.
Finally, the connection caught and I did kiss him, but awkwardly, some part of me still holding back, my gut twisting, like I was doing something wrong, making a huge mistake, and—
Simon stopped. For a moment, he hovered there, face above mine, until I had to look away.
"Wrong guy, huh? he said, his voice so soft I barely caught it.
"Wh-what?"
He eased back, and his eyes went blank, unreadable.
"There's someone else," he said. Not a question. A statement.
"S-someone...? A boyfriend, you mean? From before? No. Never. I wouldn't—"
"Go out with me if there was. I know." He took another step back, the heat of his body fading, the chill of night air moving in. "I don't mean a guy from before, Chloe. I mean one from now."
I stared at him. Now? Who else...? There was only one other guy—
"D-Derek? Y-you think—"
I couldn't finish. I wanted to laugh. You think I like Derek? Are you kidding? But the laugh wouldn't come, just this thundering in my ears, breath catching like I'd been smacked in the chest.
"Derek and I aren't—"
"No, not yet. I know."
"I—I don't—"
Just say it. Please let me say it. "I don't like Derek." But I didn't. Couldn't. "

― Kelley Armstrong , The Reckoning (Darkest Powers, #3)