When he smiled, something strange happened to my insides. It was like they turned to liquid.
Meg CabotJesse, who had not stirred the whole time from the spot he'd been standing, confident I could handle Cheryl myself, was grinning. "It's every girl's dream to guy to go to prom with the guy she loves?" he echoed, not just one, but both inky black eyebrows raised. "Don't start with me," I said. I tried to hide my suddenly flaming cheeks by scraping away what was left of the cannolis, and replacing them with the contents of an upended bag of chocolate chip cookies. "I have things to do.
Meg CabotI know. I seriously need to just give up men entirely. I wonder if Episcopalians can enter convents?
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