Jailbait," he declared, leaping up. "You're a saint. A goddess, even.

I saw him because I see everything. Easy when no one notices you.

For a moment his eyes locked onto me with an intensity that left me breathless.

What have you gotten me into?" I hissed at him. "Me? What have you gotten yourself into? Couldn't I have just picked you up at the police station for underage drinking, like most fathers?

Slushes. Do you know how much I love those? Cherry, especially.

Sydney might not be an expert in personal relationships but puzzles were familiar territory.

I brought my lips down to hers, and it was like everything that had ever happened to me had simply been a warm-up for this moment, that this was where my life truly began.