CHRISTIAN: I'm a lot of things, but I'm not a liar. That's your department. And Rose's.
LISSA: We don't—
CHRISTIAN: Exaggerate stories about people's families? Say that you hate me? Pretend to be friends with people you think are stupid? Date a guy you don't like?
LISSA: I like him.
CHRISTIAN: Like or like?
LISSA: Oh, there's a difference?
CHRISTIAN: Yes. Like is when you date a big, blond moron and laugh at his stupid jokes.

Then, out of nowhere, he leaned forward and kissed her. It was hot and fast and furious, an outpouring of the rage and passion and longing that Christian always kept locked inside of him. Christian pulled back from the kiss but still kept his face next to hers.

CHRISTIAN: That's what you do with someone you like.