She looked around herself, disoriented, like sheโd forgotten we were at lunch. Like sheโd forgotten we were even at school-surprised that we were not alone in some private place. I understood that feeling exactly. It was hard to remember the rest of the world when I was with her.
Stephenie MeyerNice girl who knew cars. Wow. I stared at her face harder, wishing I knew how to make it work. Cโmon, Jake โ imprint already.
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