“I risk a glance, and St. Clair stares back. Deeply. He has not looked at me like this before. I turn away first, then feel him turn a few beats later. I know he is smiling, and my heart races.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Do you like it?" I whisper. He pauses. "The film?" I'm thankful the shadows hide my blush. "I like it very much," he says. I risk a glance, and St. Clair stares back. Deeply. He has not looked at me… — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
