Megan could have kissed him. If there weren't a million obstacles, both physical and psychological, in her way, of course.

Megan could have kissed him. If there weren't a million obstacles, both physical and psychological, in her way, of course.

Evan stopped completely. He was staring at her with those intense eyes. Staring right into her. Just like he had in those couple of moments when she had thought for a split second, that he wanted to kiss her.

Half delirious, I slipped my hands around Whit's thick neck. The second Idid he got confident.His mouth moved over mine in a rough, unpracticed, awkward back-and-forth motion, so fast it was as if he was trying to create fire with our lips.

It was easier to ask for forgiveness than permission?

So let me get this straight," he said. "After everything that's happened on this campus-the murder, the stalking, the kidnapping-you want to go up into the woods-by yourself, in the middle of the night, based on something a ghost in a dream told you-and dig a hole?" Well when he put it that way.

Boys are unpredictable. This maybe not be news, but I'm starting to think it's one of the best things about them.