I look up, and he's searching my eyes, just like he did after kissing me for the...

I look up, and he's searching my eyes, just like he did after kissing me for the first time in the rain. "What are you looking for?"
He doesn't answer.
He doesn't need to.
I know what he wants.
And it's not fair.
"Just because we're the only two teenagers on this whole ship doesn't mean I have to love you. Why can't I have a choice? Options?"
Elder steps back, stung.
"Look, it's not that I don't like you," I say quickly, reaching for him. He jerks away. "It's just…"
"Just what?" he growls.
Just that if I was back on Earth instead of on this damn ship, if I had met Elder at school or at a club or on a blind date, if I had my choice between Elder and every other boy in the world…Would I love him then?
Would he love me?
Love without choice isn't love at all.
"Just that I don't want to be with you just because there's no one else." {p.57-58}