Lucas: I wanted to talk to you after class, but you disappeared. Me: I have another class right after. One of those profs who stops talking, stares at you and waits until you get to your seat if you're late. Lucas: I would probably just walk to my seat even slower. ;)

I didn’t realize I was frozen in place until a classmate shouldered into me, knocking my heavy backpack from my shoulder. “’Scuse me,” he grumbled, his tone more Get out of the way than Sorry I ran into you. As I bent to retrieve my backpack, praying Kennedy and his fangirl hadn’t seen me, a hand grasped the strap and swung the pack up from the floor. I straightened and looked into clear gray-blue eyes. “Chivalry isn’t really dead, you know.

Wow, that sounds total stalker." Or totally hot. God.

How did you know??? I'm Erin. I know all. ;)

I tilt her chin up and bend my face to hers, silently praising every woman who's had a hand in making her who she is.

"Choosing to be with you, isn't a difficult decision, Jacqueline"... "It's easy. Incredibly easy."

Erin was right. Apologies could come too late.