" Nic?” he asked, his voice low and near my ear. My stomach did a flip-flop.
“Yeah?” I whispered.
“You’re going to have to learn to breathe when you’re near me. We’ll be doing this a lot.”
My head whipped toward him, and he reared back slightly to put a little distance between our faces.
“You’re unbelievable,” I said.
“So I’ve been told. "

― Claire Contreras , Elastic Hearts (Hearts, #3)