According to the three missed calls from her mother—who thought Madison had been kidnapped in the big, bad city and was now being held for an ungodly sum of money—the four text messages from her brother wondering if she knew how to navigate the beltway—because apparently little sisters couldn’t drive—and the voice mail from her father warning there was a problem with the reservations, she was late for brunch.

Did he only wear a shirt during class? Oh my God, he seriously lived across the hall. Jacob was going to flip... and probably move in. That would be fun. I really liked Jacob, but I had a feeling he'd borrow my clothes.

We are your friends. It is the law of friendship that you tell us things you don’t want to tell us.

You've been checking me out, haven't you? In between your flaming insults? I feel like man candy.

Well, prepare yourself. I am all kinds of thoughtful this week. I brought you something else.

Remind me," he paused, drawing in a stuttered gasp, "to never piss you off again. Christ, are you secretly a ninja?

I’m serious about you, Avery. If you want me for real, you have me.