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1 " The way he said it, with a twinkle in his already too-twinkly blue eyes, made Aimee feel twinkly, too. "
― Ophelia London , Aimee and the Heartthrob (Backstage Pass #1)
2 " Miles jogged off, leaving her alone in the large and quiet room. Aimee stood still, waiting for her mind and heart to go back to normal, return to how she felt a week ago before seeing Miles again.But they didn’t. Or wouldn’t. She put both hands over her pounding heart, exhaled, and sank into a chair. Nut-burgers. Now what? "
3 " When he began to play again, then sing those first few words, Aimee felt a flutter in her stomach she wasn’t able to squelch. She wasn’t a robot, after all. And it wasn’t so bizarre to get a little fluttery over a boy as talented and hot as Miles Carlisle. Millions of girls suffered the same ailment. But how many girls stood backstage, close enough that he’d accidentally felt her up in the dark? And how many of those girls had already had their heart broken by him? "
4 " I don’t know if I’d call it a crush,” he finally said. “It’s more like, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you for the past five days. When I’m in a band meeting…” He kissed her eyebrow. “When I’m onstage.” He kissed the bridge of her nose. “When I’m trying to bloody fall asleep at night, that’s the worst. And the best. "
5 " If he couldn’t think of anything on his own, he could quote lines from his favorite Prince song, tell her how his stomach trembled, that she had his butterflies all tied up. But he just kissed her. He might keep kissing her forever, not thinking about the consequences or meaning behind anything. She tasted so good and felt so warm, she filled his head to the brink, and when she shifted closer, his brain emptied, and he went spiraling "
6 " Miles looked so cute, squished on a couch between Will and Trevin. He was polite, too, a gentleman. A fricking sexy gentleman with the biceps of a Harvard crew rower and a smile that truly made her heart throb. "
7 " Looking out the windows, she could tell they were on the first floor. “Where are we supposed to go now?”“Well, I don’t know about you, but I was running around a stage for two hours tonight, then snogging a seriously hot girl in the back of a bus for another two hours.” He put a hand on her cheek that was probably bright red. “So obviously, I’m about to die of starvation. "
8 " Did you call me an assjacket again? I gotta say, it sounds like a compliment coming from you. "